...I'm sure this would come much easier if I'd started at, oh, 14 or 18 or 22. It's still wildly fun, but Y'ALL (read in whining voice) I don't feel immortal anymore!! No sense of invincibility in this girl, no way, no how!
We went to IHOP for breakfast this morning & took the bike It's just down the road, through campus, and speed limit is max 20. So Ken said we didn't need helmets. Uh-huh. So after we ate, he hopped onto the highway for just a few hundred yards. (Take the long way home...) Ugh. Almost lost a shoe. No sunglasses. Bugs in eyes and in HAIR. ugh, ugh. Oh, and dangerous? Not thinking about it. Memo to myself, insist on helmet even in driveway from now on.
In a former life (he has had several) he used to build and ride motorcycles. He hasn't owned or ridden one, really, for a long time. Now he has one, and we are planning to do some more riding. We have a couple of rallies in mind...a small one close by that Ken found (I think this is called "breaking Momma in easy") and one that I actually found, in June: the Rally of Texas Biker Rally, down at the Travis County Fairgrounds (Austin way).
Awesome music! We'll trailer the bike behind the RV or VW for that. ('Cause I am way the heck too old and cranky to ride to Austin on a motorcycle.)
Helmet, helmet, helmet.
Off to church now. On motorcycle? Helmet!!!