With our current living arrangements, I'm riding more than ever. 45 miles a day, give or take a bug or two. At times, it seems taxing, riding about an hour twice a day. But then I think to myself, is it the ride or the time spent commuting?
It's the time spent commuting. On the days I do take the car, I'm missing the Beverly before I get where I'm going. The heat is just now starting to kick in. The mornings aren't bad, they're actually still quite cool. When lunch arrives the sun has irradiated the asphalt that holds it's heat well into the evening ride.
The turtles have slowed down crossing the road. Riding at night becomes an unavoidable frog massacre. The dogs have chilled out. They may bark, but they don't get off the porch anymore.
So, mile 4,000? 5K if you count the Met'. I have to say, I love it. The scooter is in the shop right now getting serviced. The fuel filter was cracked and leaked fuel, the seat latch wasn't closing, and the throttle was sticking a bit. Not bad considering the daily grind we go through.
The Bev has become a work horse for me, faithfully serving me in the circumstances in our life right now. Increased commutes, rising fuel prices, et al.
Here's to the next 5,ooo!
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