So after three mornings at the DMV (oy) the bike is now registered with us. Despite the ‘oy’ at spending three mornings at the DMV I really never waited that long and honestly, it’s a fairly efficient system. The third day was because of a mistake on their part, which, while yay! that it wasn’t my mistake, what can you do? I don’t even want to know how many registrations and licenses and titles and permits they process in a day. It’s New York. There is always a line and there is always traffic. And I give a lot of credit to the boyfriend who was extremely thorough in filling out the paperwork. The one part he missed, which caused the second day, was completely understandable. The wording made the signature seem optional rather than mandatory.
Anyway, more on the DMV than you want to know or I meant to write about! Around five pm, he (will almost always refer to the boyfriend) calls and asks if I feel like going out and having my first lesson. Sure! Why not? It’s a lovely Friday evening.
So we’re in the parking lot behind our building and you know, just getting a feel for the weight of the bike. He wants me to see how far I can go before the bike becomes too heavy to hold up and so forth. I had to ask him, though, if there was a limit for him on his bike. He’s taller than me and I couldn’t help thinking if he doesn’t have that problem, I don’t want to have that problem! He assured me, though, that yes, he does have the same limit because that’s a lot of bike to hold up when the full weight is on one leg! Ok. I don’t feel like a wimp or anything. 🙂 And then of course, I rev the throttle without realizing it and then hit the break so I don’t hit the wall and woo! popped my first wheelie! *embarrassed shake of the head* SO lucky that damn thing didn’t flip over on me. Geez.
He decides it may be a little to small in the parking area and that I’d be better off on a street. We head off to an industrial area in Brooklyn that isn’t that heavily trafficked and I get the feel of the clutch, neutral, etc. And then my next fun moment, I let the clutch go too soon, the wheel is turned to the right, I try to brake and suddenly me and the ground have a moment together and the bike is on the ground. Nice. *another embarrassed shake of the head* It got better after that and one hopes that these mistakes now make for a better driver later!
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