241 miles; that is all I put on my motorcycle this year. I had a slow start because of a late spring. And I was unable to ride since I bruised my shin. Even today, as I put the bike away from the season, I couldn't even drive it to the gas station for a full tank. The skin is too fragile and I still have some discomfort as I flex my foot. I emptied my gas can into my car and refilled it with fresh gas at the gas station. The gas tank on the motorcycle must have been nearly empty because I poured a full 3 gallons into the tank after I added some Stabil (fuel stabilizer). And to mix it all together, I started the bike up and ran it for five minutes. Did I start the machine and get off to let it run? No, no I didn't. I sat on it for the entire five minutes. Oh, it was tempting. I so wanted to go for a little ride. Just around the block, I thought, how could it hurt? But I thought better of it and just imagined being on the road as I sat on the bike in my garage. Next year! Next year I will put more than 241 miles. Next summer, with two healthy shins, I plan having twice as much fun as I did this year.
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