May 16, 2007

• //I think I like my bike...

  Before I got my new bike, I set myself up to take the car to work 4 times a week and ride my little Ninja once. At 70 mpg, the Ninja was a great option as a gas saver, even when it's ridden to work only once a week. I also only kept the riding at once a week because the Ninja has a carburetor for an engine, as opposed to the more standardized electronic fuel injection technology. The carburetor, for the most part, bites asses in cold weather and thus can be somewhat of a nuisance when everyone is usually in somewhat of a hurry in the morning.

  Then I went insane and got myself a RR. It's everything I wanted in a pussy-magnet, I mean, err, bike. I picked up the bike with 0 miles on the odometer on a Saturday afternoon, and by nightfall on Sunday I ended up with 137 miles. I don't even know how the pho I managed to rack up the miles. My wrists were sore as hell, because the RR's riding position leaves my wrists to support most of my body weight and the things I carry on my back. That, apparently, didn't slow me down from jumping onto the RR for another spin. I was literally looking for any excuse to get out to take it for a spin or two... or ten. Funny how my wrists were only sore when I wasn't on the bike. By the week's end, the odometer read 463 miles. I also went from riding to work once a week plus the weekends to, well, driving once a week, weekends included. As of last night, the RR is only 23 miles from it's 600 miles break-in period/first oil change maintenance. The engine is running a little smoother now, and the suspension is settled enough for more parts of my feet to touch the ground at a stop. At 45 mpg, I am supposed to save money on gas for my commute. I don't really think I have been.

  Oh, and my wrists are still very very sore.

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