As a middle-aged Southern male I could have bought my first Corvette and hardly anyone would have noticed. I decided to buy my first unicycle.
None of my friends or relatives were surprised when they heard. In general their responses boiled down to, “Well, hell, it was just a matter of time.”
Assuming there is no pre-published guide for “Mid-Life Crisis Via UniCycle”, out there, I’d appreciate anything you guys have to say about learning to unicycle when your body has offially reached the point where it remembers more than it can still reasonably do…
