The Next Lance Armstrong?

Growing up, I thought I was ok at sports. I played soccer all my life and am pretty decent. I could play other sports, run, ride my bike, etc. Mike was a little more athletic and excelled at soccer. My dad claims he was an All American at Ogden High (just kidding) so one would think it would be in the genes for my kids. Not so. For some reason, Gage and Landen just can't get the hang of riding bikes. Needless to say neither one of them will be the next Lance Armstrong. I have to place a little blame on Mike and I for not encouraging them to get oustide and excercise. Maybe we also let them watch a little too much tv as well. Not anymore! We now have daily excercise time. We have to ride bikes around the block each morning.

Gage is riding his new larger bike he got for his birthday, but isn't anywhere near getting his training wheels off. He is so afraid of going fast or even going down our driveway for that matter. Again, I partly blame myself. I am such an overprotective parent. I am always telling him to slow down and be careful. I think it might have something to do with where I work. Go figure.

Landen hasn't been able to pedal a trike (yes, he will be 4 in November) until recently. He loves to ride trikes but would just push with his feet. Mike had enough the other day and forced him to learn. He is actually doing pretty well now. He still pushes with his feet to get him started.

Maybe Tanner will be my bike rider. Poor thing. I usually only have pictures of him when he is strapped into something. At least its not a stroller this time.