I've posted this great (although low video quality) film before, and I will never be like these kids. They are amazing. But, playing around with my Torker nightly in the driveway, I have already skun my knee last week, and tonight hamburgered my palms. In the toy chest, I found my old Bell biking helmet and wrist guards. I am going to add knee guards and shin guards when I get to the sporting goods shop. Just practicing my mounts, and idling (staying put without moving forward), I have had the uni suddenly slide out from me and wind up face down on my kisser one too many times. My brother, also a unicyclist, may be better than I am now; I'm wondering if he still plies the sport. I can get a wonderful workout just going round and round in my driveway; that's one of the benefits of being flabby and out of shape. Anything is a workout.