Fussing

Yesterday the bike was serviced--changing fluids and filters, replacing my back tire. The guys at the shop (Trophies) said the bike is in basically good condition, it's just a bit rough. That's probably because it hasn't been ridden much. It has less than 8,000 miles and it's a 2003. Hopefully that roughness--which honestly I don't even notice--will ride itself out as I spend time on it. Nick also got me engine bars, to protect the engine in case I dump it. I'm actually quite cavalier about it. The question isn't really if I will dump it, but when. It's pretty much a given that new riders will dump their rides at some point. Hopefully I'll do it with Lucia as I did it with Nick's bike: at a complete standstill, because I forgot to put the kickstand down.

He wants me to ride it in to work today, but I'm really not up for that. I have a cold and I'm just going in for an hour. Can you imagine wearing a full face helmet...and having a sneeze attack? UGH! And then I'd have to completely change clothes once I got to work, because I work in scrubs and there's no WAY I'm riding in scrubs. Cool or not, I'm just not feeling well enough for such machinations.

Although I do want to ride. When I got home last night I went over to admire my engine bars, and I rested my hand on the throttle and made little-boy vroom-vroom noises. It amused me. This weekend we will ride. :)

And I will be, as always, a badass biker chicken! BAKAWK!! ;)