Biker Beliefs

I spent this past Saturday numbing my behind on the back of a cherry red Honda 750 with saddle bags. Yes, I have now succumbed to donning a hair flattening tight helmet, while wrapping my arms around my husband's waist and holding on for dear life, traveling up to 60 mph with nothing between me and the pavement but my jeans and jacket! It's the least I can do to support my husband's new love of the great outdoors. All kidding aside, we decided to take a long trip of 87 miles to Batesville, Indiana to visit Stonebridge Inn and Spa---the destination of a coaching event I'm hosting in November. If you've never visited this fantastic Bed and Breakfast, you are really missing out. It's gorgeous and well worth the trip. Anyway, the day was beautiful and I wish I could show you a picture like the one above of the two of us as a cool couple riding freely with the wind flowing through our hair, but in actuality, we really look like this.

Yes---the cool couple with helmet heads. I am amazed at the number of riders who don't wear helmets and I was also amazed at how much attention it takes to operate the bike safely, especially with your wife literally breathing down your neck! Mark did a great job and I've got a new appreciation for the bike. Sometimes you just have to try something before you realize the benefits.

For those of you who don't know the story, one of my neighbors was burned badly in a motorcycle accident when I was about 9 or 10 years old. That, coupled with another motorcycle accident which occurred right in front of my childhood home, and my father colliding with a deer ala motorcycle (which split his helmet in half and broke several ribs), gave me the belief that motorcycles are always unsafe and bikers always get hurt. With Mark's new found love and desire to include me (I got the helmet for Christmas), I had to re-examine this belief and found that I could look at this as fun if I felt comfortable about the safety. So we agreed never to ride on the highway, never in bad weather or rain, always with the proper clothing and always with helmets. The result: Saturday was a spectacular day, even with the numb derriere! I'm reading: Biker BeliefsTweet this!