The weather looked sketchy Friday morning, but I decided to chance it and busted Lenore loose. By lunchtime, we had a gorgeous day. I rode her out to a restaurant with some co-workers.
It’s about time. I had the first-ride jitters as I rounded the first corners, wondering if I’d be rusty at all.
Then I opened up the throttle and removed all doubt. Damn it felt good to ride again.