MiBism 015: Motorcycles, Makeovers, and Me
What an image. Me, in full gear on the seat of a motorcycle with the wind blowing my hair from the bottom of a big black helmet. Me, myself, and I, firmly hugging legs around the seat of this vehicular instrument vrooming away from the signature van that seats 7 comfortably. Me, on the road to somewhere different in a way not one single person who knows me could imagine. But it's true: I fantasize about hiking on knee high black leather boots and gripping those polished chrome bars and leaving dust behind.
For the past few years this fascination with finding myself on a motorcycle is creeping steadily closer to the forefront of my mind with no good explanation. Truth is, I actually become anxious if I'm anywhere near motorbikes on the highway, sneering at gangs who take road trips together, with a silent, "get a life!' and look down on what I imagine the lifestyle of those riders to be. So, what's the deal?
Do I want to ride bikes because, I really want that experience, or are motorcycles a metaphor for life, freedom, and movement? Hmmm...
I'm still not sure where my obsession lies on this one and I highly doubt I would ever act on this. I'm a conformist. I couldn't do anything as weird as to become a middle aged mom with 3 children and a motorcycle. Also, careful as I am while driving, would I really put myself at jeopardy knowing how dangerous these machines are?
One thing I know for sure, if I were ever to make the move to go somewhere with this, it would absolutely go down in my personal history book as "My Motorcycle Makeover" because this leap away from my comfort zone would bring me to another level in spiritual growth and self image.
Do any of you have a quiet fascination with something that just doesn't fit your image?
I'd love to hear your story and, with your permission, post it to the blog on http://themakovershow.com
Shari Reinhart
MiB Founder, www.mibconnections.com
Writer, www.shariwrites.com
The Makeover Show co-producer, www.themakeovershow.com