So I am going to vent and make a short story long. I hope you enjoy the frustration I am about to spout. My day started at 6:00 AM, and nothing good ever starts for me when I am up that early. There are early birds and there are people like me who love to sleep in on weekends. The alarm did it's job, and I remembered to set the automatic coffee pot. So drifting down to the kitchen was wonderful in that the coffee was already waiting for me. I sucked a quick cup down. My eyes slowly opened. I sucked another cup down, and my legs started having feeling in them. 6:30 appears on the kitchen clock, and I am off to the shower. Shit, Shower, Shave and scrub my teeth. Get dressed and back to the kitchen. I remembered I had to have a lunch, so I pack. I fill a thermos with the rest of the coffee from the pot. Now to check the temperature. 40 degrees, brrrr. I am off to the hall closet to gather some layers. Out comes the leather jacket, out comes the chaps. Time to gear up. Now I am off to the garage. I remember the lunch bag and the thermos. I dig out a helmet from a bag hanging on a hook. Do you know where I am going now?? Have a clue? Want one?
I am off for my Pennsylvania Motorcycle Safety Experienced Riders Course, how did you miss the fact that I was reaching for my helmet? I rarely USED to wear one. But I have to lead by example, and now I have to find a great light Kevlar half helmet. I have an old 3/4 helmet and it is HOT as hell.
Yup, not only am I taking the 8th Experienced Riders Course, but I am now a Candidate member for being a PA Motorcycle Safety Foundation Rider Coach.(Someone who teaches people to ride) I need to give you more history than you really want. I take this course every year. Each year I am shooting for passing the final test with a perfect score. My first year it was a 96, then 98 followed by a series of 99's and last year with a 98. If I have to find a silver lining, I have never done the same mistake twice. This year I braked to slow and went 1 foot, yup 1 friggin foot, over the line for my Speed and Stop. I am pissed..... Angry..... Disappointed and sullen. Did I mention I missed it by 1 foot?? 12 inches... O U C H !!
OK, I feel better, NOT. BUT a good part of the story is I scored highest of all the other 17 people. These were 17 really good riders all able and wanting to be Rider Coaches. The Coached I tested with don't look at it as a score of "99." They look and see a "1." Normal folks taking this class get to have a score of 20 and you pass, Rider Coaches get to only have 11. All the 17 passed with better than 11. (1 of them I have to wonder how, but that's what was said)
So my whole day was tied up with this, and I have more to go to become a Riders Coach. I will give you status updates as I dance through their candidate vetting. For more info see the link below! Feel free to post questions if you have them.