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There are moments when I feel like a bad ass….

And those moments are when i’m on my motorcycle.

It was about 63 and sunny today, so i rode her over to my office, which is only a couple miles away. But, it was so awesome. 2 construction guys pulled up next to me in their truck and just smiled and gave me a thumbs up. i would have love to jump their bones. Oh wait, did i say that? Eh, it’s ok. i’m poly.

i’m not sure what it is about the bike but riding her makes me feel like i can do anything. Maybe because it’s one of the hardest things i’ve every attempted to learn and it takes physical skill, which i don’t have a lot of. Or maybe it’s being out there with the guys. There aren’t a lot of women riders. They are usually on the back seat of a guys bike.

Another time of feeling bad ass is when i’m involved in a health and wellness challenge and i’m kicking butt, which i’m doing right now. Though i’m only 3 days into the challenge. But, just writing this blog is points towards having a perfect day on our challenge.

And, i’m not sure if the word is ‘bad ass’, but when i’m clergy….yeah, leading rehearsals and officiating weddings….or during ritual, or funerals or baby blessings…..all of it. Maybe the word is ’empowered’ or ‘authentic’. And especially if i can do the ritual as a Qadishti Priestess. Empowered, Bad Ass….the same thing?

Tomboy (part 2)

So, I’ve been thinking about that revelation that I may still be a tomboy, that I wrote about yesterday.

Am I?

Today I had the opportunity of getting my hands dirty working on my motorcycle, but I watched my guy friend do the work instead. I talked about it with him, how I have no interest in doing mechanical stuff.

After he got it fixed and put back together I road it home, took a shower because it had been hot in his garage and then promptly put on a light summer skirt and fluffy top, slipped on my crocs dress shoes and took my car to the car wash.

I read the definition of a tomboy…..and maybe I’m somewhere in-between instead. I only meet some of the requirements according to this definition.

 

Definition:

A girl who’s not fucking afraid of spiders. She doesn’t care if her hair’s not perfect, she uses cozy clothes (bras especially) rather than the latest fashion and she hangs out with boys instead of bitches. She knows how to fix your car but not how to apply the perfect eyeliner, she loves wrestling in the rain but not walking in high heels. She thinks twice before putting a skirt on, then thinks again and goes for jeans instead. Her closet’s full of black and blue clothes instead of pink and she sleeps in an old t-shirt. She’s always herself.
“I’m a straight girl with messy hair and a funny sense of humor. I ride a black motorcycle, I love climbing and kick boxing and I’m probably better at card tricks than you. I’m a tomboy.”
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Well let’s see…..I’m very afraid of spiders, but have learned to not scream like a little girl about it. My hair is never perfect. I don’t do hair products or heating elements on it. Usually it’s ‘wash/scrunch and go’. I just spent the last 2 days working on my bike with a guy friend. But, I also spend time with some of my gal friends. I know how to hang out with guys more-so than girls though. I have no interest in learning how to fix a car/bike, and i still don’t know how to do eye liner correctly especially the liquid kind. I haven’t been wrestling in the rain since I was a kid, but did have a good wrestling match with a hot guy friend a couple of weekends ago. Does that count? I hate high heels. I do like to wear skirts, especially if I’m feeling naughty. I’m enjoying wearing jeans again. Guilty. My closet is mostly black and purple (not blue) and I really don’t like pink at all. I’ve slept in old t-shirts for years.
As for the quote, I only match part of that as well.
I’m not straight, I’m bi (or pan). I usually have messy hair though I’m not sure anyone finds me humorous. Yes, I ride a black motorcycle. Though I would paint it purple if given the chance…..maybe….the black has grown on me. I would climb if I was strong enough, and would love to try kick boxing. I haven’t tried doing card tricks before.
So, am I a tomboy? Hmmmmm…..I’m definitely not femme.

Tomboy?

I heard someone use the word ‘tomboy’ lately and it reminded me that that’s how i used to classify myself. I was raised with my younger brother, and 3 boy cousins. Though i have 3 half sisters, we weren’t raised together. And though I have about 30 girl cousins, we rarely spent time together. Not only that, but because I didn’t have a save home environment, I never made girl friends. My mom wouldn’t let me go to anyone’s home and I wouldn’t invite anyone back to mine, so it was hard to make girl friends, or any friends at all for that matter. There was one neighborhood girl I spent some time with, but she was much younger than me.

My time growing up was spent climbing trees, roaming the woods, swimming in the river, learning how to shoot rifles, playing football with the guys. There was an unspoken rule that I was one of the guys. And if one of my cousins friends laid a hand on me in the wrong way, they wouldn’t be invited over again.

I actually found it frustrating when my brother and cousins got ‘Evil Kneival’ wind up toys and I got Daring Debbie. Pink. Then, they were bought cap rifles. I got one, but it was pink. Again. Yuck. To this day I really don’t like the color pink.

I used to love wearing denim….once I was allowed to wear denim that is…late high school. Before that I was made to wear skirts and dress pants (with tennis shoes of all things).

Then, for some reason I thought I was too tomboy-ish and started trying to be feminine. Not that I’m not, but I started trying to figure out makeup and how to do my hair and skirts and dresses. I never really got good at it. I still don’t know how to do makeup and don’t really care about my hairstyle too much….though I have tried to make a point to pay more attention to it over the last couple of years after losing 100 pounds. I still don’t like pink.

One of the reasons I went with skirt and dresses though was because I was 100 pounds heavier. Very round. Pants were hard to find and I had to give up jeans all together. Hell, the first time I found out about jeggings I was in heaven. The problem was that I had told Dan i liked skirts because i didn’t have to wear panties and it made me …..”accessible”.  *grin* So, it became an order that I only wear skirts and dresses. I wasn’t allowed to wear pants without permission. Since I like to please him….a lot….I rarely asked to wear pants.

Well, let’s look at now…..now I have a motorcycle. I’ve had the belly surgery so that I can wear jeans again. And I do think I’m hot in jeans if I do say so myself. Jeans, boots, t-shirt, denim or leather vest, wide belt. I’m really liking the look.

Deep down, I have a feeling…I’m still a tomboy. 🙂 

 

 

More Motorcycle Stuff

I’m having a really hard time finding stuff for my motorcycle, let alone stuff for women. All the accessories seem to be skulls and crosses….which are so not my thing.

If i google ‘women riders’, it usually brings back all kinds of pictures of half-naked girls draped over bikes. Or scantily clad girls riding bikes, which is so dangerous. But, not much information or products for women riders.

But, I just found a great website, not even sure how I found it. I think it was through a link on a motorcycle facebook group where I asked about women friendly items for my bike, aka no skulls!! So, I’m going to document some links here so that I don’t lose them.

In this article, it talks about how to pack for a long trip as a woman and took a few things into consideration that a man wouldn’t think of. And now i’m moving onto a link that was there about tips for women motorcyclists. Why couldn’t I find this article when I was actually looking for one before getting my bike?

And I’m finding all kinds of links to all kinds of forums. I didn’t know forums still existed. I thought it was facebook and reddit as my only options. NOT!

https://advrider.com/index.php

http://www.horizonsunlimited.com/hubb/womens-topics/

Here is a link for women just starting out riding or thinking about it. Great blog!

http://www.coyotecommunications.com/travel/motorcycle/starting.shtml

shopping for women riders!!:

http://www.steelcowgirl.com/

https://openroadgirl.com/

Luggage:

https://wolfmanluggage.com/

https://vikingbags.com

https://compacc.com

List of vendors to check out:

http://www.650ccnd.com/vend.htm

Motorcycle packing tips:

https://www.ridestopngo.com/blog/what-do-i-pack-for-a-long-motorcycle-trip/

https://travel.thefuntimesguide.com/motorcycle-touring/

https://koa.com/blog/2-wheel-adventures-packing-up/

How to fold your chaps:

https://www.ridestopngo.com/blog/how-to-fold-chaps/

Bad Ass Grandma

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I think my new motto is going to be ‘Bad Ass Grandma’ aka ‘B.A.G.’

I found it on a website that was recommended to me from another lady biker for women’s accessories. They have t-shirts and patches and other things that say ‘OLD B.A.G.’ I’m going to drop the old part and just ‘Bad Ass Grandma’.

Why? Cause I think I’m Bad Ass and I’m a Grandma J

This morning I did some interval run/walking for 3 miles, training for a 5k I’m running on Saturday, after flying to the Eastern Shore of Maryland. The race is in Rehobeth Beach, DE. My sisters will be picking me up from the airport and my brother-in-law will be running with me. Then, after the run, I jumped on my motorcycle and rode to work.

There is actually a lot of bad ass things that I do…..clergy work, leading groups, multiple relationships, sex positive life…..

I think I’m going to put this patch on my vest to remind me that I’m a tough gal, so that when people say I’m ‘intimidating’ or ‘too visible’ or don’t seem to believe that I’m a leader……I’ll just look at my patch and dust it off.