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cool thing happened yesterday
I rode about 15 miles up to Londonderry on Rte 93 yesterday. It was a pretty nice day, though it was humid enough that I could feel the rain moving in. Weird how attuned I've gotten to the weather.

Anyway, I think I was somewhere just past Exit 3. I was tootling along at like 65, wearing my white jacket and black helmet, and I'd braided my hair in two braids. I do that for a couple of reasons: firstly, because it makes it easier to put on my CPAP mask, and secondly, because my helmet fits better that way. So from behind, it's pretty freakin' obvious that I'm a girlie.

So I'm just enjoying the day, and this black Acura with tinted windows zips by me, and this female hand pokes out the sunroof and gives me a thumbs-up.

How cool is that?

I waved back, but really, any movement off the bars is "interesting" at speed, and it was weird not being able to see into the car. But it was nice, nonetheless.

And I just remembered this: On Friday, I stopped to grab a sandwich at Burger King on my way to the vet to pick up some meds and food for Max. After I ate, I was in the parking lot gearing up when a bus pulled up to the lights next to the restaurant. There were these two little girls hanging on the window looking out, and I was pretty sure they were looking at me. As the bus turned right and went past me, I was sure of it, so I waved. They did the patented little girl giggle and turn to each other, so I was sure I was right. It was SO CUTE. I bet their moms would be horrified, but you never know what chance encounters will engender years down the road. It's not that I hope my little wave will encourage them to ride someday, but rather that they'll believe that they can do anything, even if it seems like only boys do it.

i feel: content proud

4 trips or shoot the rapids
sgt_majorette From: sgt_majorette Date: June 16th, 2008 01:46 am (UTC) (base camp)

Frau in Panzer!

I had similar experiences when I was stationed in Germany, in the spacious, gracious Cold War days.

Especially during Reforger exercises, when we interacted with people. Once I went with my MI unit from Texas, and we rode M113s in a big river-crossing, the first of that magnitude since WWII. Picture a large, heavily-armed Black woman striding into a craft store and walking out with a couple of issues of Burda, a couple of 2mm rundstricknädeln, and some crochet thread.

And while I was stationed there, I could speak quite a bit of German, so the little girls could finally elbow the boys back and be the first to try on my helmet, look at my rifle, and bring me plum tart from home!
mushmouse74 From: mushmouse74 Date: June 17th, 2008 01:02 am (UTC) (base camp)
I wish I was coordinated enough to even think about riding a motorcycle. When I say it would just be too dangerous, I'm not thinking of the typical motorcycle concerns. I just don't have the coordination or balance. I can just barely ride a bike in a straight line for a few feet- can you imagine if it had a motor?? It sounds like you are having a fantastic time!
Oh well, maybe some day I'll get a convertible. Yeah, it still has four sides confining me, but it also keeps me from toppling over!
tashabear From: tashabear Date: June 17th, 2008 01:14 am (UTC) (base camp)
Believe it or not, the faster you go, the more stable you are. Of course, eventually you have to slow down and turn corners, but it's learnable. Maybe someday you'll get to try a scooter, see how you do.
mushmouse74 From: mushmouse74 Date: June 18th, 2008 02:20 am (UTC) (base camp)
:) Its those corners that worry me
4 trips or shoot the rapids