At the tender age of six, Miki got a crash course in bike riding from his older brother, who had bequeathed unto him an old mini Schwinn Stingray. Sprinting beside the youngster, he pushed Miki along with a tight grip on the banana seat. Until he didn’t. Glancing back to ask if he was “doing it right,” the maiden voyager noticed the receding figure of his brother trotting well behind.
Turning his attention to the road ahead, Miki saw the neighbor kid standing up ahead, his foot cocked back on his plastic skateboard—which he then launched on a trajectory to rendezvous with the Stingray. The projectile managed to just miss his speeding front wheel, but lodged itself squarely under the rear tire, bouncing the child into a rolling endo—which he miraculously held for like half a block (or so he says).
And in that singular moment, Miki was introduced to his two great passions in life, skateboarding and cyclocross. These days, he continues to skate and race his bike in and around San Diego, but rarely simultaneously.