Sunday night. November 2, '08. 10:30pm. 63 degrees outside. Motorcycle ride.
I love driving the bike and getting to the end of the driveway and wondering which way to turn. To the right- Lake Michigan and decent roads to get me towards Wisconsin...fast roads. To the left, once I get out of the burbs, country roads...fast roads. I went right, filled up the tank and headed north for 20 miles.
I haven't ridden the bike for nearly 3 weeks. It kills me to walk past her every day and hop in the minivan. It sucks actually. But not tonight, because I rode tonight. 42 whole miles.
I love my iphone. It kept me entertained the whole ride. Aol radio on a phone is incredible, not one break up in coverage the whole night.
I went fast. 105 fast. A safe 105, but fast enough to remember why I don't always go 105. My heart rate didn't even accelerate. I get more of a rush hitting a tight right handed turn at 45, even though I should hit it at 25. What's crazy is my little gal has so much more than 105 and she knows it. She's a tempting little vixen.
Then it started to rain lightly, enough to make me slow down... a little. Light rain at 75 feels like little laser beams burning your flesh off. I kept the visor up, you know, the wind in your face kind of thing. I had glasses but they aren't laser proof. Maybe insurance can cover the upgrade next year.
That may have been my last ride of the season (tear). Time to pack it in and suck it up for the winter. The minivan is actually a champ in the winter so I actually get really excited for the snowy night drives home from work. That domestic, 7 seater, sport edition kicks snows butt.
Another weekend over and spent. Did I use it well? Maybe, but probaby not really. Another week ahead of me. Will I use it well? I hope so.
I love driving the bike and getting to the end of the driveway and wondering which way to turn. To the right- Lake Michigan and decent roads to get me towards Wisconsin...fast roads. To the left, once I get out of the burbs, country roads...fast roads. I went right, filled up the tank and headed north for 20 miles.
I haven't ridden the bike for nearly 3 weeks. It kills me to walk past her every day and hop in the minivan. It sucks actually. But not tonight, because I rode tonight. 42 whole miles.
I love my iphone. It kept me entertained the whole ride. Aol radio on a phone is incredible, not one break up in coverage the whole night.
I went fast. 105 fast. A safe 105, but fast enough to remember why I don't always go 105. My heart rate didn't even accelerate. I get more of a rush hitting a tight right handed turn at 45, even though I should hit it at 25. What's crazy is my little gal has so much more than 105 and she knows it. She's a tempting little vixen.
Then it started to rain lightly, enough to make me slow down... a little. Light rain at 75 feels like little laser beams burning your flesh off. I kept the visor up, you know, the wind in your face kind of thing. I had glasses but they aren't laser proof. Maybe insurance can cover the upgrade next year.
That may have been my last ride of the season (tear). Time to pack it in and suck it up for the winter. The minivan is actually a champ in the winter so I actually get really excited for the snowy night drives home from work. That domestic, 7 seater, sport edition kicks snows butt.
Another weekend over and spent. Did I use it well? Maybe, but probaby not really. Another week ahead of me. Will I use it well? I hope so.
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