So I sent a week in San Diego on a training trip with 6 teachers and 3 principals. As fun as that was, I was happy to land safety back in Minneapolis. On Sunday, after not riding for about a week and a half, I decided to go for a ride after the kiddies were asleep.
She was not happy. It took forever to get her started. I had just given up and thought in my head that I would give her one more chance. [Wow, that would be a good book starter.] I pushed the button and turned the throttle and she roared to live. I guess she did want to get out of the garage.
I went to put gas in her and then rode for about 30 minutes. Nothing fancy but it was nice to get out, away from all the headaches of a week long training, getting back to the family and into the swing of things.
More riding today, if it doesn't rain here in Minneapolis.
She was not happy. It took forever to get her started. I had just given up and thought in my head that I would give her one more chance. [Wow, that would be a good book starter.] I pushed the button and turned the throttle and she roared to live. I guess she did want to get out of the garage.
I went to put gas in her and then rode for about 30 minutes. Nothing fancy but it was nice to get out, away from all the headaches of a week long training, getting back to the family and into the swing of things.
More riding today, if it doesn't rain here in Minneapolis.
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