And other ruminations on my first two weeks of retirement.
And other ruminations on my first two weeks of retirement.
I recently became a follower of a motorcycle blogger with the fabulous name of Fuzzygalore, who writes about riding, motorcycles, and fun things to look for out on the road during motorcycle travels, and uses the tagline “Girlie Motorcycle Blog”. How could anyone resist? Incidentally, I discovered Fuzzy through her comments on Leslie’s Motorcycle Adventures blog, Advgrrl. Leslie posts videos all the time, so we know what she looks and sounds like! Why shouldn’t the rest of us join her?
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I have spent almost 30 years in corporate life, with the first ten in the relative security of a large private insurer, and the last 19 and a half in the much more volatile telecommunications industry. Those of you who are familiar will understand living with the quarterly, if not monthly, fear of being impacted by a reduction in force (RIF), lay off, redundancy, or any other fun term you may have heard for losing your job. I was truly fortunate to have survived dozens of these events, plus mergers, bankruptcy, flaming implosion, CEO going to jail, more mergers and acquisitions over almost 20 years. My husband had lived through years of the same in similar hi-tech industries, although in smaller, start-up companies, before finding his calling in the motorcycle business.
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog, which was the perfect nudge for me to create a look back at the year that has just passed. My blog stats are nothing to write home about, but certainly more than I ever could have hoped or imagined when I started this blog in September of 2013.
We interrupt this Anniversary trip series with a big announcement!
A good omen the night before our trip
My hub and I had planned a Retirement Test Ride (RTR) for September of this year, but that didn’t work out due to changes we encountered with my mother, so we decided to wait until October, when Mom had gotten settled, and take a bike trip to celebrate our 17th wedding anniversary.
This past Saturday I briefly found the old me: A motorcycle rider who is completely happy to explore the beautiful roads of our area alone, since my riding buddy works on Saturday.
Set-up: Hub and me, enjoying a late winter ride on one of our favorite curvy local roads.
I finish packing my BMW 1200GS with just the essentials for a two-night getaway and ride north into darkening skies. A fine drizzle persists as I head up into the mountains, but on this late Saturday afternoon, the sweeping curves of US 129 over Blood Mountain are mine to enjoy, nearly free of traffic. The conditions are perfect for clearing the mind, and totally focusing on the flow of the ride. My destination is a rendezvous with my love, and we arrive within minutes of each other for a quick dinner in Blairsville, Georgia, before heading further north to our stop for the night in Dillsboro, North Carolina.
My day to day routine of late has been a fog. I feel like I have been just dragging through the work day, and my other responsibilities, while simultaneously watching the weeks and months of 2014 fly by.