I was hoping that the doctors, lawyers and powers that be would be kind enough to release me before the Scooters 4 Hooters event on May 10th. I really was looking forward to riding in this event but will not be able to. I already contacted the few people that gave me a donation to the event, their money was sent to the organization on their behalf.
At the end of last year I had new goals. I wanted to take Kimmie further. I had plans to take her up to Jacksonville on one of my business trips. I wanted to push myself into 150 to 200 mile day trips. Now, in a what of ways it's back to square one, mile one. That is not a bad thing, each and every mile I've ridden so far is a little more experience.
I just don't have the enthusiasm for it that I once did. Call it a weariness if you must. Call it a new found respect for what is an admittedly dangerous hobby, call it fear. Maybe when I start her up, hearing Kimmie purr and feel her surge forward it will be a different feeling.
I'm going for a ride.