I’ve lived in Brooklyn my whole life, and that’s where I learned how to ride a bike with my best friend when I was 10 years old. We went to the Boys and Girls High School track on Fulton Street. This was before they had cleaned it up, before Bed-Stuy [Bedford–Stuyvesant] and Crown Heights were like they are today. It was more of the do-or-die neighborhood, like what Biggie’s songs reference—that’s what I grew up with.
No one in my neighborhood had a high-end bike; our bikes came from Toys ‘R’ Us. So when I decided to learn how to ride, I was nervous and didn’t know what to expect. I fell off one time, and that was all she wrote, because I didn’t have many people to encourage me to get back on.
That represented my experience with sports. After the