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I got my XX back on the road last night. I think I had ridden once in the few years since I moved to New Hampshire. Rode to work this morning (35 miles).
The cool thing about riding is presence. No tons of armor between you and the rest of the world. You're just there in it. It still blows my mind that there are people who deeply value this yet can't understand why someone would choose not to wear a helmet.
The other cool thing is lack of cumbersomeness. Not having to haul tones of huge air drag around. So much more agility. Add a little power, and you get stupid power to weight ratios.
This morning I passed an 18 wheeler on a double yellow on a curvy back road as he was coming well over the line. It was nice.
The cool thing about riding is presence. No tons of armor between you and the rest of the world. You're just there in it. It still blows my mind that there are people who deeply value this yet can't understand why someone would choose not to wear a helmet.
The other cool thing is lack of cumbersomeness. Not having to haul tones of huge air drag around. So much more agility. Add a little power, and you get stupid power to weight ratios.
This morning I passed an 18 wheeler on a double yellow on a curvy back road as he was coming well over the line. It was nice.
