Motorcycles, Part II

My husband and I were watching Terminator 2: Judgment Day just a few days ago when he told me about when he was Arnold Schwarzenegger (who believes I spelled that right on the first try??).  When he was about 8, he watched that movie and proceeded to put on his leather jacket, get his toy shotgun (which he sawed off, by the way), and ride around his yard on his little dirtbike.

Gah, my husband is such a bad, bad mamajama.

So I woke up Sunday ready to get this motorcycle class over with.  I had washed my hair the night before, but I didn't bother to fix it.  Mistake.

So anyway, I get to the range, and we're ready to ride.  First exercise of the day...  We had to make a u-turn in this box that was no wider than a car is long...  Not fun.

I actually was fairly unsuccessful at this exercise.  I've decided that if I ever have to make such a "slow, tight turn," I will just put my feet down and walk my bike around.  Dumb.

The rest of the exercises went fairly well.  We learned how to stop in a corner (straighten out the handlebars, and then press your brakes), how to accelerate through a curve, how to switch lanes (using your blinker), and how to swerve.

After lunch, we got to practice a little, and then it was time for the test.  I was more nervous than I usually am for a med school test.  I couldn't fail this.  That would make me a big fat loser.  So here we go...  Of course, the first test...  Making a u-turn in that sweet, precious little box.  Guh-reat.

My reaction when they told us we had to do the box...

Next, it's coming to a sudden stop.  They count off the tick marks.  I went past three red tick marks.  I don't know if that's bad or good.  The final exercise was to go around a curve, speed up, slow down, and make another curve, accelerating the whole way through it.  I felt pretty good about that one.  It's just that dang box.

So we retire to the classroom to take our written exam.  I've never felt so smart.  A 100%.  I literally gave my test to be graded and told him he might as well not bother.  It was pretty much...

Also found out I passed the riding exam.  Like a boss.

So came the time for graduation.  I graduated with honors with my motorcycle certificate to go get my license.  And (drumroll, please...) I received the coveted SUPERHERO OF SWERVE award.  That's right.  If there's one thing I'm not going to do, it's hit an inanimate object.  Cause I can swerve.  Like a boss.

So the next time you see a motorcycle zooming down the road...

Also, I have been looking back at my blog and just realized that I never posted updated pictures of our house.  Look for some updated pictures sometime soon!!

Happy Thursday!