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		<title>By: Derek</title>
		<link>http://www.commutebybike.com/2006/05/16/first-bike/comment-page-1/#comment-1889</link>
		<dc:creator>Derek</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2006 19:52:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first ride of course!!</description>
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		<title>By: alberto</title>
		<link>http://www.commutebybike.com/2006/05/16/first-bike/comment-page-1/#comment-1717</link>
		<dc:creator>alberto</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2006 09:08:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I didn&#039;t have a tricycle so I remember my two-wheeler distinctly. I must have been about seven or eight (in Spain). The bike was a beauty: a little, deep red Orbea with shiny steel fenders and rack. I don&#039;t remember learning how to ride it or who taught me, but I do remember having such a great time with it along with my friends. Too bad I don&#039;t have any pictures of it. What a beauty!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I didn&#8217;t have a tricycle so I remember my two-wheeler distinctly. I must have been about seven or eight (in Spain). The bike was a beauty: a little, deep red Orbea with shiny steel fenders and rack. I don&#8217;t remember learning how to ride it or who taught me, but I do remember having such a great time with it along with my friends. Too bad I don&#8217;t have any pictures of it. What a beauty!</p>
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		<title>By: Travis</title>
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		<dc:creator>Travis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I had a blue K-mart special.  God i remember it fondly.

Travis</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a blue K-mart special.  God i remember it fondly.</p>
<p>Travis</p>
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		<title>By: Dan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 11:13:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My first 2 wheeler was a green Spiegel brand bike that my parents picked up at a yard sale.  We got it home and I tried it out - and promptly ran over the new puppy!  Both of us survived.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first 2 wheeler was a green Spiegel brand bike that my parents picked up at a yard sale.  We got it home and I tried it out &#8211; and promptly ran over the new puppy!  Both of us survived.</p>
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		<title>By: Moe</title>
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		<dc:creator>Moe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 00:38:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t remember the brand, all I recall is that it was blue, it had a banana seat and a sissy bar. It was also too big for me to ride, but I still rode it anyways. There was a time that I lived in Puerto Vallarta, I used to go from one end of the town to the other in that good ol&#039; bike. I guess I always had the &#039;bike bug&#039; in me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t remember the brand, all I recall is that it was blue, it had a banana seat and a sissy bar. It was also too big for me to ride, but I still rode it anyways. There was a time that I lived in Puerto Vallarta, I used to go from one end of the town to the other in that good ol&#8217; bike. I guess I always had the &#8216;bike bug&#8217; in me.</p>
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		<title>By: Randy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Randy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 20:15:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Cat like reflex?! Every one seems to have their own version of the truth. But what really happened was, RL just sat there and cried like a little girl (as usual). While I execute this calculated stunt flawlessly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cat like reflex?! Every one seems to have their own version of the truth. But what really happened was, RL just sat there and cried like a little girl (as usual). While I execute this calculated stunt flawlessly.</p>
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		<title>By: Nick</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 16:49:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was 14, I took my used road bike from my house in Portsmouth, NH to my friend&#039;s house in Rye, NH, by the beach. I wasn&#039;t a very athletic kid, and at the time it was the longest distance I&#039;d travelled on my bike. It took over an hour, and I arrived hot, sweaty, legs feeling like they were made of wood, and with a powerful sense of accomplishment. I think I had my parents pick me and my bike up cause I was too tired to ride home.

I just mapped out the route I took, and it was about eight miles.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was 14, I took my used road bike from my house in Portsmouth, NH to my friend&#8217;s house in Rye, NH, by the beach. I wasn&#8217;t a very athletic kid, and at the time it was the longest distance I&#8217;d travelled on my bike. It took over an hour, and I arrived hot, sweaty, legs feeling like they were made of wood, and with a powerful sense of accomplishment. I think I had my parents pick me and my bike up cause I was too tired to ride home.</p>
<p>I just mapped out the route I took, and it was about eight miles.</p>
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		<title>By: RL Policar</title>
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		<dc:creator>RL Policar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 16:24:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Man that&#039;s a tough question, I have tons of memories. But one of my favorites would be times when Randy, myself and our cousins would play cops and robbers. 

Or we&#039;d pretend to be CHiPs, I always wanted to be Ponch! But I do remember one time back in the Philippines where Randy had a side-car on his bike and we took it up this huge hill and we both rode down. I sat in the side car, and once we got to the bottom of the hill, he turned the handle bar which made the side car lift up into the air, luckily with my cat-like reflexes I was able to shift my weight in order to bring the side car back down.

Then there where times when we&#039;d put the aluminum cans in our tires so when it spun it would it the back of the fork causing it to make a motorcycle sound....hehe good times!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Man that&#8217;s a tough question, I have tons of memories. But one of my favorites would be times when Randy, myself and our cousins would play cops and robbers. </p>
<p>Or we&#8217;d pretend to be CHiPs, I always wanted to be Ponch! But I do remember one time back in the Philippines where Randy had a side-car on his bike and we took it up this huge hill and we both rode down. I sat in the side car, and once we got to the bottom of the hill, he turned the handle bar which made the side car lift up into the air, luckily with my cat-like reflexes I was able to shift my weight in order to bring the side car back down.</p>
<p>Then there where times when we&#8217;d put the aluminum cans in our tires so when it spun it would it the back of the fork causing it to make a motorcycle sound&#8230;.hehe good times!</p>
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