A Break From BWAZ Crazy
When the last BWAZ (Birthday With A Zero) rolled around, I did what any sane, mature adult does to celebrate a milestone: I ran frantically to the nearest motorcycle dealership and impulse bought the first new dual sport I laid eyes on. It was like the way a five-year old lunges for a Kit Kat in the grocery store checkout, minus a parent there to explain how some purchases might not be in your best long-term interest. But that feeling of desperation, knowing that there’s more life behind you than ahead, is tough to resist: “I’M XX YEARS OLD TODAY AND COULD DROP AT ANY MOMENT! TAKE MY MONEY BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!” So, post-midlife-crisis averted, I enjoyed fun trail rides, spent evenings in the garage lubing and adjusting the chain…