Real Ultimate Power

I just flew in from Milwaukee and boy are my arms tired.  The past few days have been some of the most exhilarating and freeing of my life and I can’t believe I didn’t think that motorcycling would be for me.  Starting Sunday night when I learned how to pick up an 800 lb touring bike (not like, over my head…just if it falls in the street) through yesterday when I finally felt those knees to the breeze I’ve found my confidence growing and my horizons expanding.  Eat my rubber fear-of-motorcycles.  Holy crap it feels good to conquer something you never thought you’d ever do.  If you follow me on Instagram then you’ve seen these photos, and I’ll show you something new the next time you come to see me, I swear.  If not, enjoy.  I sure as f*ck did. 
VROOM VROOM, Baby.

And since I’m a huge ad geek, I loved this spot they showed us to get us amped up so much I’m showing it to you too, and not because they spoiled me rotten these past three days.


OMG, I just watched it again and I can’t stop smiling. I drank SO. MUCH. KOOLAID. Look out bank account, this could get ugly.

Feed Me Seymour

2 Responses to Real Ultimate Power

  1. TheNextMartha says:

    Kick Ass.

  2. Melaina25 says:

    Sounds like so much fun! I haven’t ridden a motorcycle since I was 12 and I’m pretty sure that didn’t count :)

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