I'm counting down the days, the minutes are flying by fast, and before you know it, I'll be attempting something that few people even dare to think about -- I'll be heading out on my motorcycle to ride a thousand miles in under 24 hours.
My friends and neighbors think I'm crazy to even think about doing it, but I shall attempt it, and whatever comes will come and...
Wait a minute!
I'm not just going to ATTEMPT the ride, I'm going to DO IT!
Yessirree! Think positive; best foot forward; a thousand miles in a day is child's play; a monkey could do it; I could probably do it blindfold, but that's stupid and dangerous -- but I could.
So what if I'm never able to feel my butt again; so what if I'm never able to lift my arms to take another drink again; so what if every bug on the planet will be splattered across my faceshield (I wear a helmet. I ain't completely stupid); so what if every biker babe in Texas wants my name, number and Twitter ID!
Holy cow! This could be fun!
Could be? No, it IS going to be fun. And don't deny that you're jealous.
(BTW -- it's www.twitter.com/tracyfarr)