Happy Karma Day!

Well after all these many months of practicing and praying, I finally got it. I passed my basic rider class!

And if I hadn't put my foot down just before the last offset cone, I would have gotten a PERFECT score on the Michigan Motorcycle Operator Safety Test. Ain't that a kick in the head?

Tomorrow I plan to go to the Secretary of State on my lunch break from work and get my motorcycle endorsement.

I was so excited to pass that I forgot to ask a few things before I left. I wanted to know how many in my class passed the test, and how many women were in it. It seemed like a good group overall, and I wondered what the difference was. Weather was good, if hot -- that might be a factor. Or perhaps it had to do with the time of year. Who knows?

This class was smaller than my prior two. I counted about 10 women among 40 students. At least two of them did not pass -- two with whom I'd gotten friendly. One was retaking the class for the second time and scored a little better than I did on my second try, but not good enough to get her endorsement. She looked so sad when she left ... I truly hope she comes back. The other, who was not in my immediate group, told me she dumped the bike at test time (as I had my first time) and was disqualified. I empathized with both of them.

There really is more to say about the experience, but right now, despite my happy dance, I'm pooped. When I got home, I took a shower and ordered pizza to celebrate. Now I'm gonna sit down and watch "Mad Men" all night, because my spirit is stoked ... but my body's exhausted.