OK, in little over an hour I will be living out my biker chick fantasies, clinging onto a burly fireman (my best buddie's partner on loan to me for an hour) whilst riding that well 'trodden' biker route to Box Hill. And I'm a weeny bit afraid!
But fear is good. Other than the fear of impending doom at not having; planned/marked/written reports/baked cakes for cake sale commonly known in our house as 'dread belly', fear is pretty much non existent in my life. This is the excited, irresponsible kind of fear that makes you glad to be alive, which is good, because I might not be by 6pm!
Watch this space and pray for me........ a lot!
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