|"This place is great, Lucky! I've got dibs on the porch."|
"We're not moving here, Triumph. It's a museum."
So, bright and early on Saturday afternoon, I took Triumph out for a little exercise. On the short ride to air up the tires, I was shocked by just how fast my skills had become rusty. I rode a little extra cautiously as I got reacquainted with being on two wheels again. The next destination once the tires were at the right pressure again was a parking lot, to practice all those basic skills that had apparently atrophied over the winter.
I'm pretty proud to say that I only put my foot down once while I was practicing [the world's biggest and sloppiest] figure eights. After thirty minutes or so of making myself dizzy, with an occasional break to practice emergency braking, I cruised the neighborhood a little and called it a day.
Well, with more relatively excellent weather on Sunday, it was imperative that I get Triumph out again. I thought about terrorizing the parking lot again, but ultimately decided that going exploring would be more fun.
|"I said, I've got dibs on the porch, Lucky."|
As I mentioned already, it looks like rain for the rest of the week, so I'm glad I was able to get Triumph out. Today I'm feeling all the riding muscles that haven't been used recently. I'm looking forward to getting the bike out more, and getting back into proper riding shape.