I have been bitten by the bug.
It itches and I want to scratch it. I can feel it growing, and I want more.
I am referring of course to motor biking.
I have been out a couple of times now, and I am absolutely loving it. Now, if I can only be brave enough to go out on my own and go past 55 miles an hour then I will really be a biker.
The more times I go out, the more confident I will be. I can not wait to get out on my own bike and really feel the excitement of it all.
My list is really giving me a new zest...loving my year of being forty.
1 comment:
Oh dear that feeling is for life
they do say this this is the closest that you can come to an flying an old plane
so enjoy it
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