Riding Past Fear
“You can do it, AJ. You can do it, AJ. You can do it, AJ,” I heard my son whimpering quietly behind me on the tag-along bike attachment. He was scared of biking, and this was our first attempt on the tag-along after years of trying to get him on his own bike with training wheels. We had given it valid attempts, and after two mildly hurt-filled spills—that he recalled as severely memorable—he refused to…