What do you do when you are "sitting still"?
So in the spirit of embracing stillness, I am recultivating fun alone time. Prior to fun alone time, however, I have had a monster load of chores to get done. Last weekend I went through my entire apartment and pulled out everything I am not using. Two car loads of books, clothes, and random stuff went to Goodwill. I find the process of purging to be healing. Clearing out the cobwebs and making room for newness is just what I need.
Now that chores are mostly done, I've turned to what I love. Motorcycles. I have three. This is one of my more recent loves, which I don't think I've journaled about...maybe ever. My motorcycles are akin to the "three bears" story (in which I am Goldylocks...or Goldybrocks if you will). I bought a Honda Nighthawk 700cc bike when I had just completed my motorcycle safety/endorsement course. It was TOO BIG (to learn on). After tipping it over on one of Seattle's monstrous hills, I decided a smaller, lighter bike would be in my best interest. Along came the Yamaha 200cc enduro. I zipped around town, learned how to shift, stop, and maneuver myself through traffic AND up hills. However, after six months, I found this bike to be TOO SMALL (can't do freeways or long trips on it). So I bought a bigger enduro, my Suzuki 650cc. Even though the engine size is almost the same as the first bike, it is lighter and less powerful (but powerful enough to do long trips and freeways). It's JUST RIGHT. Anyway, I love these bikes, and they have been an important part of self-actualization over the past two years. However, at least for the tiniest bike, it's time to go, so I'm prepping it to sell. And it's time to pony up and really ride the biggest bike. In short, I'm having fun getting my hands greasy and really getting to know my bikes (as I'm getting to know myself). Good times.
Now that chores are mostly done, I've turned to what I love. Motorcycles. I have three. This is one of my more recent loves, which I don't think I've journaled about...maybe ever. My motorcycles are akin to the "three bears" story (in which I am Goldylocks...or Goldybrocks if you will). I bought a Honda Nighthawk 700cc bike when I had just completed my motorcycle safety/endorsement course. It was TOO BIG (to learn on). After tipping it over on one of Seattle's monstrous hills, I decided a smaller, lighter bike would be in my best interest. Along came the Yamaha 200cc enduro. I zipped around town, learned how to shift, stop, and maneuver myself through traffic AND up hills. However, after six months, I found this bike to be TOO SMALL (can't do freeways or long trips on it). So I bought a bigger enduro, my Suzuki 650cc. Even though the engine size is almost the same as the first bike, it is lighter and less powerful (but powerful enough to do long trips and freeways). It's JUST RIGHT. Anyway, I love these bikes, and they have been an important part of self-actualization over the past two years. However, at least for the tiniest bike, it's time to go, so I'm prepping it to sell. And it's time to pony up and really ride the biggest bike. In short, I'm having fun getting my hands greasy and really getting to know my bikes (as I'm getting to know myself). Good times.