I am now invincible
My bike has been legal now for just over a week. I have faced all but two fears I had and, while I may not have mastered them yet, I have at least looked them in the face. So seeing that the drizzle had come to an end and you could not have ordered a nicer evening I figured I ought to ride the bike to church.
Now let me paint you a quick picture of the people in my church. There is only one other "adult" that my age (33) and there really can't be more than 20 of us under 50. If you stand in the back of the church it looks as if there had been a gentle snow, just about every head is gray, going gray or white. These are the most accepting and loving people but I was expecting many a warning and lectures. I crept in the back, found a corner to store my jacket and helmet, plastered a smile on my face and entered in with the rest of the last minute arrivals.
Afterward I chatted with a few folks, gave a few recipes to some parishioners and then nonchalantly grabbed my gear and walked out. Of course who should fall in step with me but our Priest, Father Don. After a couple of seconds of idle chit chat the good Father glanced down and saw my helmet. With the enthusiasm of a child he threw down his brief case and insisted that I show him my bike. He knew more about my Kawasaki Ninja 250 than I did!
Apparently he has spent the winter putting his wife's bike back together and has invited me to join him on a ride in the near future. As he stood there looking over my bike I turned to speak to one of the vestry members who had accompanied us and out of the corner of my eye I saw Father Don sketched a quick cross over my bike. So now my bike has been blessed by a priest in good standing, this means I am invincible right?