Things have been moving so fast lately. Seems that our lives, Belinda and I, have been moving on a fast pace. There never seems to be enought time to really relax. Two weeks ago she took the motorcycle safety course here in Mobile at the Harley dealership. She was so pumped and excited. So proud that she was able to do something that she never really thought was possible for her.
Within less than one week of passing the course, she started looking at motorcycles, making herself known at all the local dealers. Then it happened. She found a bike built for her, one that screamed at her that this was the bike that would pull her in and make her an addict. An adrenaline addict. A junkie of the worst kind. She purchased her first bike.
After trying to convince her to look at the 650's and 750cc bikes, she picked a Vulcan 900. Such a wonderful bike, I really like it.
So the past two weeks have been wild. Every minute we have together, we have been practicing. I get home from work and she is all dressed in jeans and ready to go. We started out by puttering around the neighborhood. Then we worked our way down Girby road, to Cranford Burns Middle School, the greatest vehicle training grounds in Mobile. Each day we have ventured out a little more.
Today, we went down 90, up Three Notch, Hillcrest, Cottage Hill and back home. She is doing great. I set the pace and she kept up and held her position well. I am so proud and happy for her. I have to be the calm one, for she is so excited, so full of adventure. This is "our" hobby. One I hope we will share for years.
