Wow...

So here I am at the office once again.
Evening shift WOO HOO.
When out of the blue I strike up a convo with this agent.
She is Tall Blonde and Gorgeous.
A strong Business women. Driven.
The person I want to be and somewhere under all this frozen ability am.

She dropped a little hint of motorcycle riding into the convo. I was completely taken aback.
I MEAN I ALMOST FELL OVER.
I was like shut up you ride?!?!
She said YUP!
I started to wind up to ask her what she rode as she pulled out her pda and shows me this picture of herself on some kind of cruiser (I don't know much about cruisers, so I don't know what kind of bike it was.) I still should have asked. I think it was rude of me not to.
I immediately took out the ipoood touch it and showed her the slew of bikes I have owned and crashed... ok.... wrote off.
Then I find out she's gone through a very similar life altering accident and alot of other similar stuff.
I am in awe.
It seems like she's come back better and stronger than I have.
I wonder if I can make it to where she is.
Time to bring the Mantra back.
BIGGER BADDER STRONGER...
I always did things this way when it came to bikes.
I did it when Tara and I started WBSH ... The motto stayed Bigger Badder Better Stronger. I've had this train of thought long before Kanye West came out with it... I think that song is going to be my new theme song.

Back to the original theme of this post:
The agent I spoke to this evening.
I am glad to have had that moment of discussion.
I don't feel like the only one any more.
It's nice to know other women have dealt with the same shit and still made it.
Now if only I could get everything back where it was before.
I think it will only be a matter of time.
Here's to Women like us;
Keep fighting the good fight,
Never let the bitches see us sweat,
We will always be on top even if we feel like we've lost it.

Now to keep to it... I am sure if i was still riding. I wouldn't feel so shitty about life.
Maybe I should ride again. I may only feel strong then.