Quote Originally Posted by lph View Post
It's sort of like exercise - I like it, I look forward to it, I can even feel quite "high" immediately afterwards, but boy, do I need to rest in the end.... I think the introvert/extrovert thing can be worth discussing with close friends and family, to keep from hurting peoples feelings.
Yes and yes! And yes, RnRgirl, I definitely need to be able to retreat. Going out for a run helps a lot, but being able to close a door is super important to me too.


I got out on the club ride this morning, did around 29 at a nice relaxed pace by the time I rode to the start and back. It felt good, it was nice to ride with people, it didn't really feel like I'd been away at all. So my scientific investigation has determined that the amount of time it takes to forget how to ride a bicycle is less than ten years but greater than 14 months. (Well not really, I had been riding the commuter all this winter and last.)


Pax, the new moto is a little Kawasaki EX300 and so far I am really loving it. I've been downsizing lately, I'm kind of over bikes that are too big and too fast. It's actually not all that light (spec is like 385 wet), being liquid cooled, steel frame, etc., but it's low and narrow, much lower center of gravity than inline four 600s, has plenty of motor for passing on two-lanes when I need it, and it fits. like. a. dream. I've never had a moto that fit this well and I just couldn't be happier with it.

Picking it up from the dealer was kind of an adventure in itself. DH had gone out of town and needed to stay an extra day, I didn't have another ride, and I did NOT want to wait another day or two to get my bike. So I packed up all my moto gear on the commuter bici (pants and back protector in one saddlebag, jacket and gloves in the other, one boot sticking out of each and helmet cargo-netted on top ), rode that four miles to the bus stop, locked it up, consolidated all the gear except for the helmet in a huge drawstring bag, spent the next hour and a half on buses to the dealership, picked up the moto, rode it home, parked it in the garage, got my running gear on, ran to where I'd parked the bici and rode that home. Four modes of transport (five if you count running and walking separately) and not one of them a car.