I had gotten the toe harnesses much sooner than I'd remembered; after only two weeks. I do remember coming up with the trike's name. I'd had it for about 10 days, and was taking a ride around the local park before heading for work. I was pedaling as fast as I could at the time, and out of nowhere, I started to hear Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries in my head. Instantly, I knew I had the tricycle's name.
I also started using the levee bike path sooner than I remembered. I had thought that I didn't try it for several months. It was more like five weeks. I hadn't forgotten that, at first, I couldn't make it more than halfway up to the top of the levee; I'd have to get off and walk the trike the rest of the way up. I think it did take several months before the proud moment when I was able to RIDE all the way up. Ah, the glow of accomplishment.
When I first had the trike, I was hoping to get into good enough shape to ride to Wal-Mart now and then; the round trip is 9 miles or so. In retrospect, what a joke that was! In fact, thoughts of doing a century ride showed up when I had been riding the tricycle for less than four months.