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The Need for Speed. NOT!

I have been known to speed in my S2000.  That car was built to be driven fast.

I have been known to speed in my Jeep Wrangler.  That vehicle was not meant to be driven fast, but sometimes it just happens.

But I don’t speed on my Harley.

Even tho I am currently pudgy, I am very, very attached to my body.

I’ll work on the weight issue in another way, one of these days.  I can just feel it!

Week before last my boss was on vacation.  I make the deposits when he is out after the other partner prepares the deposit.

There’s a bank teller who I am friendly with, although I don’t know his name nor does he know mine.

I stepped up to make a deposit and he asked me ~ Do you drive a yellow Jeep?

I was like ~ Um. Yes.  Why?

Him ~ I saw you driving the other day to work on the interstate.

Me ~ Was I a jerk? (I can be jerk if you are driving in the left lane doing 50 mph, especially when I am close to being late to work).

Him ~ No.  But I gotta tell you.  I thought I drove fast.  But you came up and BOOM, you BLEW RIGHT PAST ME!  It was all a blur.

We had a great hearty laugh about it, and secretly I was relieved that I had not been a jerk.

This is not the first time I have had this convo with someone.  Many people have told me ~ I saw you driving and you blew right past me.  You. Drive. Fast.

People see me because my vehicles are yellow.  I see no one because I am very focused when driving.

I might drive fast, seriously like a skilled race car driver, but I am constantly scanning everything to keep things safe (first for others, and then for myself), this most likely stems for my extensive motorcycle training.

I share my time, my toys (vehicles) and my knowledge with others.

A co-worker wanted to dust off his manual driving skills.  He has driven both my S2000 and Jeep multiple times, and he and his wife know they are more than welcome to borrow either, as long as he is careful.

Same co-worker wanted to learn to drive a motorcycle.  After inspecting and sitting on mine while running, getting a feel for everything on the bike, and taking pics with his wife on it with him, they both left want to learn to ride a motorcycle.

Not only that, in the dead of winter, I took a motorcycle training course with him to help him achieve his goal.

Um.  I only lasted the first of the two days because (A) I had hyperthermia (not joking) after the first day of riding motorcycles (for 8 hours in 30ish windy degrees) outside the entire training and (B) I already had my license!!! hahaha

He forgave me.  I just had to get him there to show him it was no big deal and doable.

I have been championing for his wife (well over a year) to receive the same training.  She really, really, REALLY wants to learn how to drive a motorcycle and she wants one too.  He has been reluctant because she is young, in her 20s, and he doesn’t want her to get hurt.

I keep telling him ~ If she gets the proper training, she could do it.

More recently I told him ~ Dude.  You and I could teach her.  There is a large empty parking lot where I practice turns and stops on the weekend.  Between the two of us, we could teach her.  I offered up my bike as the training bike.

In steps another person I am helping.  I am teaching our college intern how to drive a stick shift.

Last Sunday we met up, again in an empty parking lot, and we spent an hour together.  He was up and driving around the parking lot within 10 minutes, and within 30 minutes, we were cruising the nearby neighborhoods.  He did really well.

But.  Learning anything new has a learning curve.  And we had a few hiccups.  The hiccups got my attention.  Not for him, but for my coworker’s wife.

Monday morning I promptly told my co-worker that I was wrong!  We have no business teaching his wife how to drive a motorcycle, no matter how much we each may know.  We need to leave that to the professionals!

I will help people who have had experience driving a motorcycle who want to dust off their skills, as a couple of friends have asked.

But I will not be foolish enough to try to help a newbie, not with where I am in my own motorcycle riding experience right now.

I have thought, you know, I could get trained to train new motorcycle drivers.  In time, perhaps I will look into it.  Right now, I just need to ride and gain personal experience.

I told my co-worker about a motorcycle school that works one on one with people who want to learn to drive motorcycles & mopeds, and that perhaps this would be a great first step for his wife.

And if he was a really good husband, he’d buy her a session as a surprise gift!!

Well he mentioned the school to her on the fly, and she promptly texted me asking for more information.

Which I gladly gave her, all the while knowing he was going to kill me when he found out, but hey, he told her about it, not me!!

Life is short.

Age doesn’t matter.

Young or old, everyone can train for anything they’d like to experience, if they really want it.

I told him (and her separately) ~ Dude.  I had a moped when I was 14 years old and I was driving on the roads!  She is capable of learning how to drive a moped under the direction of a professional, and then comes the motorcycle training (again under the direction of a professional trainer).

They are no-nonsense and take their training lessons seriously.  They will drill into anyone they teach ~ SAFETY.

I even told him, I bet if she had any of the training(s), she would become a much better car driver too!

I had a rough week.  I had a massive headache behind my eyes late Monday afternoon through Thursday morning.  I stayed home from work on Tuesday.  I only felt relief when my eyes were closed.  Wednesday, at work, when the opportunity arose (like in the elevator, or walking along side someone, or stopped in traffic), I would close my eyes to relieve the pain.

Oddly, both of my cats were sick both Tuesday and Wednesday.  That never happens.  Every now and again one cat (not two!) gets sick (mainly due to a hairball).  So Wednesday night I made a couple of changes.  No sleeping with the windows open (which I was doing for them anyway!) and I switched up my pillows (in case one of them had been sleeping on the other ones during the day which might be causing allergies).

Thursday morning, with said changes, I was right as rain!  A couple of co-workers noticed as my eyes were no longer puffy, and I had my zip back!  Thursday night driving home from work, feeling oh so well, I thought ~ Maybe I’ll ride the Harley to work tomorrow.  I made a note-to-self when I got home.

Friday morning, boom, I did!  I drove in rush hour, only the 2nd time ever for me, and although I almost died twice due to other drivers, I instinctively swerved correctly and saved all involved a messy (and painful for me) alternative.  A semi-truck driver who witnessed the first near miss kindly gave me a buffer in the rear for the rest of my way on the interstate.

When riding the Harley, I drive back roads.  But when driving to work, there is a slight portion of the ride that is on the interstate and that is my very least favorite part, and the most dangerous part of the ride.

One of my motorcycle driving co-workers was a bit envious that I drove my motorcycle to work on a work day (aka in rush hour traffic) because he hasn’t yet and he has far more miles under his belt.  But I have.  TWICE!

He and I were talking motorcycles and speeds and he shared that he has gotten his bike up to 80 mph on the highway (and the other motorcycle co-worker has taken his bike up to 100 mph).  The kicker is, dude drives his car like a 98-year-old granny out on a Sunday drive!  Not even exaggerating here.  He will admit it too, without shame.

Me.  I feel the need for speed!

But NOT on my Harley.  That is just dumb.  Nothing cool about it in my book.

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The Wave

I received my very first motorcycle wave from another motorcyclist while riding my Harley this past Sunday!

I wasn’t expecting it, so when it happened, I accidentally gave him the Jeep or S2000 wave back.

He must have been thinking…Yep.  She’s a newbie.

For the record, I have received the motorcycle wave once before while driving my car.

It was on the interstate and a car was being about as dumb as they come, tailing and boxing in a motorcycle.

I was like dude – Don’t you know that a motorcycle and rider can become a speed bump at any moment?

One false move and boom, you have killed someone.

I mean seriously, how are you going to feel if you kill someone because you were in a hurry or you were just being a jerk?

At the time I did not own a motorcycle, but I had trained and received my motorcycle license endorsement twice.

I like to really, really know something before I commit.

I used my car to intervene.

In some type of slingshot maneuver, I freed the motorcycle from the situation and he shot forward…free and clear of both of us cars.

When he passed, he gave me the motorcycle wave.

I was like – You know it dude, I’ve got your back!

This has been my roundabout way of saying…to be DRIVING a motorcycle while receiving “the wave” was so totally awesome and made me very happy.

And the next time I receive such, I’ll be ready to return the same cool motorcycle wave!

Kinda funny, all the vehicles I own have a special wave with like vehicle drivers.

Jeep drivers have a special wave to other Jeep drivers.

S2000 drivers have a special wave also to other S2000 drivers (I think it is because they are more rare and have been out of production since @ 2009).

I was talking about my motorcycle wave with a motorcycle driving co-worker at lunch yesterday.

He was laughing at me for my motorcycle faux pas wave.

I was laughing too.

But then I pointed out, Dude, you drive a Scion.

What the hell is that?  Who even makes it?  Can you pick an any more non-descript car than that?

AND no one is gonna be waving to you in that……so laugh it up buddy!

We then proceeded to make goofy “Scion Waves” all the way back to work.

I’d feel bad about my comment, BUT he owns and operates a rather nice motorcycle.  AND he receives waves galore as he has far more miles under his belt than me.  EVEN THO I am the one who got him to take the plunge and was with him every step of the way (from class and learning how to drive a motorcycle to his actual motorcycle purchase).

So I don’t feel bad at all since he took the ball, ran with it, and left me so far in the dust that it hurts.  My ego, that is.

Last Thursday as we were leaving work this same said co-worker came upon my car and said – Dude, why does God give people like you (fair skin & freckled) cars like that if you are not going to drive with the top down?!  Do you know how tan I would be driving that car (he’s dark skinned)?

I was like, um.

(A) We are in the middle of a crazy heat wave with a gazillion percent humidity.

(B) I am a fair-skinned freckled person who just had a skin cancer screening after damaging my skin for so many years, in part due to driving convertibles for the last 20+ years with no sunscreen.

(C) My first ever dermatology/skin cancer screening visit included having 2 biopsies performed on the spot and that is not fun.

(D) I do drive with the top down……in the mornings and evenings.

And um, (E) If you really want a convertible, GO BUY ONE!!! hahahaha

Um.  He then gave me a special wave.

Something along the lines of this….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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