So I've been begging and begging Andy to teach me to ride Drusilla, and he finally gave in.
Well not really. Actually this is the first time. I asked, and he jumped at the chance.
And okay, technically Drusilla is my name for the bike and Andy does not like it. But still. Drusilla is a rockin' name so it stays.
So here we go. I've had my riding instruction and yeah.. I'm a bit scared.
Scared of falling over. Scared of forgetting how to stop.
Did I mention this is not actually my first motorcycle ride?
Technically, I rode an Enduro back when I was around 13 years old... I circled my parents property a couple times, could not figure out how to stop, crashed into the garage. hard. fell over and burned my leg. really bad. And I was too scared to ever get back on.
Hence the anxiety.
So off I went. A little shaky. A little skittish. But yay! I did it!
And um, so I never actually left the parking lot. But that's okay, I made up for it today with an hour long ride... I even got up to 70 mph! It was so fun! I'm going to be riding a lot...
Drusilla is happy.
Drusilla likes me. I think I'm in LOVE with Drusilla.