Super Sonic

Ok, this is all about my new spring, but first, I have to say how much I love GoAz Motorcycles. I've never had anything but the very best experience there, whether I'm getting a service, buying apparel, picking up a new controller for my heated gear, or getting my new spring installed.

So, today the new spring was installed by Sonic. Last year he set my suspension up for me, and at the time told me that he did about all he could do with the spring that came on the bike. See, it's made for a guy who weighs about 175, and I'm a good fity cent shy of that.

I think he might have been more excited than I was about this spring, and if he wasn't, he put on a good act. Possibly best of all, though, was his hair. Not only was it died to match my bike, but the stripes were racing fast, clearly a sign that I have "the will to win".

Seriously, everyone there is so nice and professional, and not once have I been treated as anything less than a motorcyclist. Well, maybe Allejandra takes advantage of me every time I walk into the apparel area, but that's probably my fault more than hers. And Brett who gets everything going in the service department is fabulous.

Anyway...back to my spring. So it's in. I was a bit sheepish because I didn't know what to expect, and when Brett and Sonic came out and had me climb on the bike, I felt like I needed to tell them what I wanted, but I had nothin'. The had me bounce up and down, and nodded to each other and said it was bouncing evenly. They told me to be careful on it starting out, and I asked them what to look out for. "It doesn't hold corners very well" or "the ass just wiggles around and doesn't feel right".

Got it. So, if you see me out on the street with my ass wiggling, you'll know that I just have a new spring, and everything's going to be just fine. Just need to get that suspension dialed in.

Wish me luck!

"The Will To Win"

Apparently, now that I'm getting an Eibach spring installed on my 2010 Street Triple R, I have the will to win. That's what the slogan on the box tells me, anyway. Yep, definitely me. I'm getting a new spring because I want to win!

Ok, really I'm getting it because my husband bought it for me. Right now my priorities lie in kitchen sinks and leaky faucets, but I will admit that I'm looking forward to trying out my new spring. He insisted that I need one, and he's paying, so I'm in!

The covers arrived before the spring. Since these items were too large to fit on my finger, I figured they weren't a ring, and yeah, the return address for Race Tech pretty much gave it away. Still a girl can dream, right?

While I'm acting all blasé about the spring, I did make a tell-tell choice when it arrived. I had recently ordered some new clothes from Lole, and they both arrived the same day. Wow. I had a laugh to myself as I decided which package to open first.

This is a little embarrassing, but I opened the box from Race Tech first. Looking at the spring wasn't going to tell me anything more than what color it was, and that was very important to me. I didn't want it to match my matte orange Lil' Trip perfectly, but I didn't want it to clash either.

So, now I'm the proud owner of an Eibach spring from Race Tech that is custom fit to my size and weight. I can't wait to try it out. Oh, yeah, and my clothes were really cute, too:)

Reunited

And it feels so good.

He'd been waiting for me under the cover. Still. Quiet. Patient.

The usual preparation went into the reunion. I chose leather. it was warm, but my leather feels so good. Sturdy. Substantial. Like I'm in control. Ready for whatever might come my way. I could have chosen something lighter with mesh, but leather just felt right.

I assembled the necessities. Liquid. Protection. Just the bare necessities, though, because you really don't need much. But one must be somewhat prepared.

As the time grew closer to start, there was the usual hesitation. Just a teeny, tiny small...doubt isn't the right word, because he's never let me down. But supposedly there is a first time for everything, and I didn't want to be disappointed. So I allowed myself just the small possibility that I'd be met with a good effort, a push, a pull, a crank, but no fire.

Ah, but he was there for me. Fired up. Ready. I couldn't remember what we'd done when we were last together, but a quick scan of his face told me that everything was in order and we'd be good to go until we were ready to take a break.

As I slid my leg over and climbed on top, I was met with the sweet feeling of familiarity. That's right, familiarity. Way underrated. There's comfort to be found in a certain amount of familiarity, knowing how everything fits, how it's supposed to feel. But I always know that the final experience will bring a few surprises, which just makes the familiar that much sweeter.

We got to know each other again for a while. Familiar, yes, but predictable, no, so it's a good idea to to play around a little bit with the controls, move around a bit, get everything just right. Once I got settled in I was reminded of the delight and pleasure I always feel when we're together, and the longer we went the better everything felt.

When it was all done, today was another amazing experience. For me, anyway. I hope it was just as good for him. No wild stories to tell, no near misses. Just the unbridled delight I feel every time we're together.