It only took about an hour of prep work, grease on my jeans and a few beads of sweat, but it happened. The happiest day of my Spring 2018 life, h.a.p.p.e.n.e.d.
We hugged, we laughed and we became a little misty-eyed. It was a beautiful reunion caught on camera via SnapChat selfie. Because nothing counts unless it’s on Snap, ya?
Ya, that’d be a no.
But, we did reunite and all the wrongs in the world are now right. So so SO right.
Of course, she was tucked nicely away in the back of the garage, so it took a little motorcycle maneuvering, battery tinder removing, seat finding and reattaching, motorcycle jack rearrangement, air pressure gauge scavenging, motorcycle trailer rolling, air bubble requiring and about 10 additional PSI’s in that front tire (recall September 2017 tire incident… still haven’t fixed that yet) and
…WE WERE ALIVE!
And she was DISGUSTING!
¹First order of business: Car Wash.
²Second order of business: WIND! Sweet, sweet WIND!
She and I cruised for about an hour or so before making our way home around 7:45pm. Low and behold the hubs had also just gotten home and seeing his bike out in the driveway decided it was a perfect opportunity to reattach his seat as well and so off we went for a late dinner at The Cabin across town.
What a perfectly spontaneous MUCH NEEDED night of wind therapy for the both of us.
Hello, Spring 2018.
I’ve been waiting for you.
Always special to be back on the bike