Today the motorcycle was the main mode of transport. I had a knitting/picnic get together with some friends in a park this morning. After that I met my offspring for a birthday lunch at a Thai restaurant in Uptown. The timing was tight so I had to take major roads like 169, 694, and 100. I had a birthday present and a birthday cooler attached to my motorcycle seat with two bungee cords. At one point, on 694, I was sure the boxes had slipped and fallen off. I said a bad word as I thought about the card with money inside the box. Why hadn't I thought to put the card in a safer place? I finally got off to a parking lot and lo and behold, the boxes were still there. They had slipped to one side and could not be felt with my left hand when I checked. Whew! I strapped them up tighter and proceeded on my way. I would have made it in time but I forgot to allow an extra ten minutes for parking in Uptown. After a delicious lunch, I headed to the health club to work off those pad Thai calories. Something in Asian food makes me so thirsty. I stopped at Cub Foods to buy my second soda of the day. It was delicious. Since Cub Foods and my fitness club share a parking lot, I did a dangerous thing. I moved my bike without wearing my orange vest, gloves or helmet. In first gear, I tooled through the parking lot in first gear with a bare head and bare hands. I still had my boots and jacket on though. I felt so free! I felt like that Honda feller in Easy Rider. No, no, that is an exaggeration. I didn't feel that naked but it did feel good to feel the wind in my hair and to be able to hear everything. I can see better without the restrictions of the helmet. Now I can totally see why people ride without helmets. I get it now. It's a lot more fun to dress appropriately for the weather instead of the arctic like I always do. I wish Minnesota would bring back the mandatory helmet law. Then I wouldn't even be tempted.
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