I was a bicycle racer in my younger years. Each day I would spend on average, 6 to 8 hours a riding my bicycle, training for the next race. Being on two wheels, riding to new places, carving downhill through twisted mountain roads, drafting behind a truck or a bus at 70 mph, or just cruising an the flats watching the asphalt rush pass the tires; this is where I felt most comfortable.

I rode competitively until I was 19 (started at 13). After which I moved to a new area where the riding wasn't so good, at least not for bicycles. The roads were not as scenic, the drivers not as respectful. So, I pretty much gave up riding. Yeah, I bought a mountain bike, and tried riding on the sidewalk, or in parks, but it's not nearly the same as going for a speedy 80 mile ride along country roads.

After many years of not being able to experience the world on two wheels, I became so uncomfortable, my whole body itched to be out on the road again. I had to do something, and I had to do it now before I absolutely lost my sanity.

Of course, even as a kid I had always dreamed of owning a motorcycle. And as I grew older I played with the idea of getting one. It always seemed like something that would always be a dream. Then seven days ago, the urge became a goal, and I just said "It's now or never!".

So here I am the proud and apprehensive new owner of a brand new Kawasaki 2007 ZZR 600 sport tourer/sport bike.