Why Do I Ride?
It’s 90 degrees (f) out with a real feel of 97, and I want to ride.
I have a Harley Davidson, but it does not allow you to ride in shorts. For some reason, my 2008 Heritage Softail Classis bike was designed to produce a lot of heat. The pipes and cylinders remind you that you need pants to keep you from getting burned.
So I looked at my bike for another moment and decided to go to the house and change into rideable gear, such as jeans, boots, or steel-toe sneakers, and whatever shirt I wanted.
No, I am not getting into leathers, except for my gloves, and I will wear my cap, helmet, and goggles.
It’s too fucking hot!
Despite the heat, I grab a jacket in case I stop somewhere high like the Kanc or if I am out late.
Ok, I am almost ready to ride. I fill up an insulated cup with ice and pour in water and Propel drink mix. I down that so I don’t dehydrate and fill it up again with more Propel to take with me. I pour a plastic cup of water over my shirt because it is free AC as the wind flows over my body. I don’t have a windshield or a fairing, and the $110 leather vest I bought at the fair in the fall isn’t adjustable and two sizes too big since I lost weight. I hate to tear it apart, but I see the patches that increase the girth, and I will rip two out.
Alright, it’s been 30 minutes and the doubts about the fun come over me. I shake them off, get on the bike, and head off.
Where am I going?
Who cares. I am riding my bike and looking out for assholes in front, side, and back of me. It is a focused exercise that raises your heart rate and makes you feel like a pilot on the ground as you avoid the clueless citizens (nee assholes), potholes, manholes, and sand.
Despite all of this, I come home wanting more. Yes, there is a chance that danger awaits me today, but I will not live in fear.
Regards and Braaap!!
Will
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