My husband is a man of many hobbies, something I’ve known from our first weeks of dating. Riding motorcycles was a big one back when he was in his early 20s, and he actually used to race them. When we started dating though, he no longer had one, and I rested safely on the assumption that it was in the past.
Oh, how wrong I was! I guess it’s the kind of thing that never really goes away, and he’s been wanting one for years. When my friend Liz’s husband got a bike, I knew it was only a matter of time until Husband had one too. He asked my permission, and even though I really did NOT want him to get a bike, I knew it was inevitable. If my hubs really wants to do something, it’s going to happen, and the same can probably be said of me. SO, I relented after he promised to always ride safely and with a helmet and protective jacket. That’s marriage for ya. He got the bike back in August.
How’s that going, you might wonder? Or perhaps you’re a wife whose husband has been frequenting the bike shop and begging to buy one? Well, it’s actually, …. going okay. Shockingly. Here are a few things you will find out when (yeah, I know you think it’s ‘if’ but it’s really ‘when’) your man gets a motorcycle.
You will be worried every single time he goes out. Maybe you thought this would go away the longer he has been riding, but for me, it hasn’t. Husband has been riding for a long time and knows what he’s doing, and he says he is super careful, but still. Still! I remind him every single time to be safe, and I listen for the sound of the bike pulling back in to the driveway.
And as if you’re not worried enough already, everyone you know will remind you, constantly, how dangerous it is to ride a motorcycle. Everyone has a cousin / brother / friend / coworker who has been injured on a bike it seems, and they all think that if they tell you these stories, you’ll just stop riding it right then and there. But it doesn’t work that way. We both know that it’s dangerous, and that’s why we wear helmets and whatnot, but there are so many dangerous parts of life that I think maybe sometimes you just have to take a risk. We both appreciate the sentiment, but the constant “be safe” reminders get old.
Also, motorcycles can be customized. A LOT. Did you know? Hubs has spent the better part of several weekends adding new bolts or turn signals or whatever to the bike, and the parts aren’t cheap. If you think the sticker price is what your man’s motorcycle costs, then you are wrong, my friend. Sorry, but that price just the beginning!
All of these things make it sound like I hate the motorcycle, but the most surprising thing I’ve learned is that … well … I kind of like it. Riding on the back is an exhilarating experience; you can smell the fresh-cut grass and the burgers cooking in someone’s backyard as you go by, and the wind is whipping by. It’s pretty fun, and it’s also kinda nice holding on to him the whole ride. We’ve taken the bike to breakfast at the beach and dinner at the brewery just this past weekend! We’ve spent a lot of time on the bike together, and that’s a good thing.
So my take on the bike? I’m still super nervous, but I’m enjoying the ride.