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23 Aug 2006, 5:34 pm / Relieved
I had to take my bike into the shop today for maintenance and the only way to get home was to ride bitch.  I was NOT a happy camper.
Part of my apprehension was my insecurity about riding on the back of hubby's bike since he's only been riding for 3 weeks! However, his daily commute to work is 150 miles roundtrip, so he's accumulated a considerable number of miles in the last 3 weeks... so I have to add that I've been very impressed with his skills in that short period of time. But I still DID NOT WANT TO BE ON THE BACK OF A BIKE!!! 
The second point of contention for me was ... this chick rides her own ... and I prefer it that way!!
Regardless of my issues, I had no choice but to ride bitch or walk the 55.7 miles home ... and THAT wasn't happening!
It's bad enough that I wasn't happy about the whole deal, but to make matters worse, as we walk out of the shop and I get on the back of my husband's bike ... my beloved mechanic along with the owner of the shop come out the front door and start singing in unison, "Victoria's riding bitch! Victoria's riding bitch!!" 
Now that I'm home, safe and sound, I have to laugh at those two ... and THANK GOD they didn't have a camera!!! And hubby did great! I'm very proud of him. Especially since he had a reluctant "bitch" on the back of his bike!
I still prefer riding my BIG CHIEF!!!! 
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