Well, maybe just a little. Or maybe it’s a quarter life crisis. I don’t know. We bought an older motorcycle. Just for fun. I finally got all my gear in today. If your gonna be stupid, you better be smart while doing it. Just Kidding.
I thought I’d be scared. I though my heart would be pumping like crazy. I was wrong. Apparently I’m an adrenaline junkie and riding a motorcycle isn’t quite enough to scare me. Don’t get me wrong it is super fun, but some reason I was quite calm and collected. I’m pretty glad for that because I want riding to be calming and serene, not stressful.
I don’t drive. I don’t have my license. Yet…
I think I could actually take a nap back there. Jeff says it’s because I trust him. I agree.
Jeff has always wanted a bike. We finally found a great deal and bought one. She needs some cosmetic work, but Jeff’s already done a lot of tuning up and stuff to her (I’m not down with the ‘boy/car/motorcycle lingo’) . I’m not sure she has a name yet.
Scariest part: going around curves!
Best part: closing your eyes and feeling like your flying, oh and they part where you get to snuggle behind your man.
Worse part: it’s very cold to ride right now.
Other pluses: it will save us a lot on gas (60mpg), I get to wear a really awesome leather jacket (don’t worry it has protection built in), it’s really fun, it’s something we can both do and spend time together, road trips will be even more awesome, we have some amazing views around here!
Please ignore the chipmunk cheeks and the blurry pictures.