Here's the thing. I have now finally officially lost 35 pounds. I am continuing to lose weight slowly but surely. I finally weigh less than my husband, which is like SO exciting!
I am boldly starting more physical therapy to further strengthen my core and lower back. I can now easily walk a mile - fairly briskly and not get winded or have to stop and stretch my back muscles.
And here is a secret that is even more exciting: I can now fit into my old leather motorcycle jacket! You didn't think I owned one, did you?
So, BOLDLY, we are looking at a "new" used Harley on Monday! We are going "on the road again"! My husband has always wanted a Harley Davidson, and this will be a dream-come-true for him. Feeling this good has also been a "dream-come-true" for me!
We'll need new helmets. Ours have long ago dried
out, I'm sure. It's been a LONG time since we rode and helmets should be replaced periodically to be safest. We will also get a new headset, so we can talk to each other as we cruise
along the back roads.
Yes, I hear you. Of course, we will be careful! We always have been. I know that isn't always the issue with riding a motorcycle. There are always deer, dogs and drivers who aren't watching out for your best interests. But that's how life always is. I'm always a passenger on our treks, but I still love the openness,
the smells and sights from the motorcycle. Stopping to smell the roses
is done best on a bike.
We have mostly toured Nova Scotia by motorcycle where we own a piece of bold oceanfront property. I would like to take the ferry up and see the land and all of the Province again. I would like to tour the state and maybe some adjacent states.
I'll post a picture when we finally get it all together... bike, helmet, gloves, intercom, and maybe even a new jacket ...because this jacket is just fitting, and it could be too large for me in a little while... (hope, hope!)
From a Motorcycle
Before the view,
The sweet savor
of wild roses
than the vision.
Donna JT Smith
And this is what I like about riding. You smell the deliciousness of new mown hay, of flowers, and of ocean before you see them; and the delicious, delightful smells remain helmet-bound even when the vision has passed.