Today is nothing about fiber. At least that is the plan. I thought that it would be fun to introduce you to Irma.
Irma is one of the loves of my life, and yet relatively new to me.
Why a scooter? I just love the look and the freedom! I have a shiny black helmet and plan on getting some aviator goggles to complete the bad a** outfit. Living in the south means it's possible to ride her year round (wearing knits of course) and my town is small enough to be easy for me to hop on Irma and scoot over to the post office, or to the grocery store, and back home.
Irma has also been incredibly therapeutic for me, I've gained a lot of confidence riding her about on the road. I've always been a scatterbrain (I prefer "quirky") and have always been less than secure with the idea of driving a car. It's strange that I have less security on a scooter, but feel a million times more free. I know I have to get over the whole car thing, but if I could get a 200 vintage Vespa and ride that for the rest of my life, I'd be a happy girl. It's just so fun, and I think life should be fun, don't you?
Plus, being the quirky scooter girl works for me. That is how the post office knows me, and it gives me a secret smile whenever they tell me to "ride safe!" because it was such a huge step for me to do something out of my comfort zone and I'm proud that I did.
How have you conquered a fear?