Today is a day officially earmarked for giving thanks for the things in our lives that we feel grateful for. For most people in a perfect world that might include things like good health, and family, things I too am grateful for. But for me I have to include motorcycles because without them my life would be much much less rich in just about every way. I learned to ride in high school, at a time when girls were mostly just not interested in machines as a rule. My machine of choice was a Honda and I didn’t exactly meet the nicest people on it. But I did meet some of the cleverest. The kids I rode with were tough and smart and could always find a way to find a little more horsepower. Being the only woman with this shared passion meant they cut me no slack, in fact just the opposite. I was the one who’s kill switch was flipped just as the light went green and for this, I am grateful. It’s hard to take yourself too seriously when you are begging cars to give you a minute while you tried to get restarted to catch your laughing friends. (Pretty sure the cars were laughing too) In addition to my sense of humor, I can also thank motorcycles for my sense of loyalty, (yep, still friends with those guys), my ability to be perfectly happy in my own company, the incredible wealth of friends I am surrounded by and for my brilliant sweetie, who loves machines every bit as much as I do.
So later today when I am with friends and family, surrounded by good food and people I love there’s a pretty good chance what I will be thinking when I bow my head is how lucky I am – to be a motorcyclist.