Have I Told You Lately…?

  • That the motorcycle has the uncanny ability to make the concerns of the day fade away?
  • That I feel like anything is possible when I am riding?
  • That I do all of my best thinking in the saddle?
  • That each time I ride my bike I wonder why I don’t ride it more often than I do?
  • That every ride I take results in some grand plan scheme for a huge trip I’d like to take?

…that I love riding motorcycles with my friends?

Found a heart at the deli


Rachael is the whimsical writer behind the 20+ year old Girlie Motorcycle Blog. As a freelance blogger, she is on a mission to inspire laughter, self-examination, curiosity, and human connection. Girlie Motorcycle Blog can be found on several Best Motorcycle Blog lists.

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8 Responses

  1. walk_n_wind says:

    Wait, all this happens to you too?! 🙂

  2. Anthony says:

    Gee, and here i was thinking I had something wrong with me thinking like that….. 🙂

    Inspiring words yet again!

  3. Weird… and I was thinking I was uniquely similar to you. Must be the universal motorcycle mentality…

    I think 2012 HAS to be the year that we finally meet in person. Did I tell you I now live less than an hour from the Thornton Gap entrance to Skyline Drive? 🙂

  4. Shybiker says:

    I second all of those sage thoughts.

    And, btw, you really should meet Kathy. You’ll like her even more than you think you do now. She’s very nice and very tall!

  5. Dar says:

    I have been riding on the back of my husbands motorcycle for 28 years and now I am a relatively new rider and have progressed from a scooter to a motorcycle. I have had so many zen moments in my scooter and motorcycle. I am now wondering why the heck I waited so long to be the one in front driving?! Motorcycling is better than…………(I will let you fill in the blanks)

  6. Joe says:

    Ditto. Really, nothing can compare.

    I just came back from New Mexico. Worst winds in my life. Non stop and up to 79 miles per hour – 8 hour riding days. I couldn’t even spit. I didn’t realize how much I liked spitting until I couldn’t.

    Just kidding. But it was windy. I truly couldn’t stand next to my bike outside of Carrizozo, NM without being blown over.

    WIth all that said, I wouldn’t change a thing. As long as I am on two wheels all is right with the world!

    Fuzzy . . . thanks for a wonderful ode!

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