As a result, motorcycles were verboten in our household and I grew up fearing them.
When I turned 15/16, and entered my hellion years, I had a boyfriend who had a bike (a Shadow 400). He talked me into riding behind him one time and I was terrified.
We eventually broke up, and I started dating another guy with a bike. He had an 96 CBR 600 F3; his roommate had a 96 GSXR 600- the first sportbikes I had ever seen. Sooooooo sexy-looking. I rode behind that boyfriend one time - and was terrified. I told him that, if he wanted me to ride, he'd have to teach me... and he did.
I was.... 18. Taken the MSF course twice, and just got certified as a RiderCoach (only female, and only non-military/police in the course). So, I've been riding a little over 11 years now and haven't looked back since.
