Another day on the scooter and my first sort of crash

Yes, I slid the side of my scooter past the front of the Hayden Honda pickup truck with the trailer attached.  I guess I didn’t slide past it; there was friction involved and my mirror has to be tightened. You see, there are lines painted on the asphalt for use for gauging how much control you have of your bike. Okay, okay. It’s a motorcycle test. I don’t have to actually pass it because I have a scooter, but it would be a good thing to do . . .because of the skill thing, dontcha know.

The truck was not damaged and I was okay, but wouldn’t you know it, the EMS were just coming out to the ambulance, which was parked close to the red Hayden Honda truck and they exclaimed, “AmeliaJake, are you okay?” They were very, very nice and not at all judgmental of my being 61 and on a scooter.

So I got back on and maybe hitting the truck was a good thing because I sense something clicked in my brain that connected to a reflex and I now lean away from things as much as steer away from them. And, believe me, that helps.

I know this doesn’t seem like the wisest thing I have done, but it may be a revitalizing risk. I can learn to do something new; I do realize physical conditioning is important to this and my health in general. I’m wearing a helmet. I am not going to be going fast on highways; I will be actually using the workings of my body, not using its blob quality  as the lap for a laptop.

And doing it, getting on that machine that can spurt forward, makes me aware that there is in me a little resolve, a tiny bit of courage, a  smidgen of determination. One more thing: My dad tried and tried to teach me patience; we both thought he had failed, but I am going at this in steps – practicing, absorbing, practicing, absorbing  . . . breaking down maneuvers into segments. I do not have the attitude that I am going to ride this scooter NOW come hell of high water, although I feel that urge. I am not heeding it however, I am being patient.

Oh, cripe, AmeliaJake, the pun lady, just realized it is only logical to make some comment about being a patient.

I DRIVE MYSELF CRAZY.