Fear and Sunnyvale
July 21, 2017
“Are you scared?” I looked at the sales guy blankly, blinked a couple of times and confidently said, “Nah.” I wasn’t in the mood to get…
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“Are you scared?” I looked at the sales guy blankly, blinked a couple of times and confidently said, “Nah.” I wasn’t in the mood to get…
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We bought the tickets to Malaga for a motorcyle vacation on a lark. There was a planned to my husband’s family in Norway for the holidays….
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I fielded a lot of questions on my ride across America. “Where you riding to/from?” “Are you alone?” “No, really. You’re doing this by yourself?” “All…
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When you are riding the long swooping curves of the Cherohala Skyway it feels like floating through an endless 360. They are interminably graceful spirals that…
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There’s the motorcycle wave. If you are motoperson, you know the wave. As Motorcyclist cross paths, they give a low wave. It’s like a “hey, you’re…
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I vacillated between scared, excited, nervous, intimidated, antsy, hopeful, jittery, and optimistic with a undercurrent of panicked stress all week. Where did the time go? But…
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I woke up a achy, groggy and a bit puffy. I was retaining water because I sweat so much the previous day that my electrolytes were…
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