Motorcycling is one of the best decisions I ever made

H-D Iron 883 peanut tank with skull gas cap
Originally uploaded by beachhearted

Convinced now, to be a motorcyclist is one of the best decisions I ever made. When people ask about my motorcycle and what it's like to ride I keep saying, "It's just so basic--so punk."

As my friend, Adam, once said, "...You're riding an engine down the road...."

Today I strapped my Mac Powerbook onto my back along with some other sundries (taco salad, bottle of water, an inhaler [just in case]) and commuted to work 80+ miles on my bike.

During the day, when I was running errands. flyering for my music school, I was sweating. On the way home from work at 8 p.m., I was chilly because it was 68 degrees F or so and the vents on my bike jacket were 1/4 open. I hugged the gas tank with my knees for warmth and realized for the first time that my saddle/seat was an automatic bun-warmer.

If I die on my motorcycle (or having been ejected off it) I will die happy, most likely. I don't recall having been so proud of myself since I took on the sport of downhill mountain biking. (This is less scary, from my end of things.)