It's only water...

Well, here we go with this blog thing. I figured I'd try it out. I'm also working on a podcast to back it up, so keep your eyes open for updates.

I'm an avid motorcycle rider. Ok, I'm an addict. I'll ride just about any time, and any place. It isn't unheard of to hear me taking off in the middle of winter, even. I ride a lot!

After a long and frustrating weekend visiting family, and no bike to disappear on, I decided I needed to ride to work. I woke up to cool temps and a bit of rain, but nothing that would even dampen my jacket, so off I went.

The ride in was nice. I have a short 15 mile commute, but it takes a back highway through some nice scenery. The weather was wet, but not bad. To be honest, I love to ride in the rain, so it didn't bother me one bit.

Now, I live and work in Harley country. The people around me spend so much time talking about their bikes that you would think they never got off them. Why is it when I walk in with my helmet still on, and water still beading up on the visor, people look at me funny? I'm the only one who has a bike in the lot today. I was the first bike in the lot after the new year. Hell, I'm usually the only bike out there unless its sunny and 70+ degrees out!

Water dries, an good gear keeps you warm and not-so-wet. You never see a motorcycle in front of a shrink's office, so I'll keep on with my "twist of the wrist" therapy, rain or shine.