Bicycle. I was six and so fat (well, technically big-boned), that the beginner's wheels were completely useless, as they bent under my weight. Three days and a lot of bruises. Crying. Well, I did learn how to use one and the next one and the next one and... You get the idea.
Unfortunately, these days, I can't use one. My bad back doesn't take kindly on the pressure such a device puts on my intervertebral discs.
If I had any balance at all, I'd still make a lousy surfer. It's not something you are meant to do, when you are 6' 4". Besides, I can't even swim (although that detail doesn't show up on my military record, since I never brought it up).
I hope having no balance plays even a little role?
Weird. I just hope they make lifejackets for people, who are mostly rhinos.
Well, that makes staying on the board a lot more... Important, which should help me to focus. It's not like I want to drown just because some weirdo on the Internet lured me into trying it.
I have attack gold fish in my aquarium.
Besides, I don't want to imitate James Bond.
Just do as all of the civilized people do. Use bazookas instead. That's how I learned sniping.
I prefer playing Russian Roulette with a Desert Eagle.
My first shoe skates. I was used to the clamp-on type, so having my ankles confined threw me off balance for awhile. I learned to love them in about two weeks, and rarely came inside the house again until winter. Practically wore out the sidewalk.
What on Earth are shoe skates?
Mine looked a lot like this.
Before that, I had the ones that attached to my shoes and tightened with a skate key.
So, they are detachable roller skates.
Well, I learn something old every day.