msghughes
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« on: June 05, 2019, 04:07:29 PM » |
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All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing' here outside my door. I know it sounds like lyrics written by John Denver but I am talking about my trip to InZane in two days. It is true, I’m leaving on a Jet Plane from Philadelphia, PA to Tulsa OK. I will meet up with Bob Smith to pick up my Bike, I have some parts to sale this year from the upgrade work Bob performed, a near perfect gas tank and a set of progressive 440 shocks. We will head out to Taos on Saturday morning, I’m not sure if we will get there Saturday night or Sunday. My left foot was injured in a motorcycle accident back in September is at 80%, I’m good to go! Back in early December my surgeon told me it will be 8 to 10 months before I could start physical theory. I explain my plan to ship my bike to the Attic Rat and ride to InZane in June. He told me not to plan on it. 5 weeks ago my Surgeon said to me, “too bad I told you to cancel your plans for your trip, I believe you would be able to make it” I looked at him and replied thanks, don’t feel bad, I didn’t listen to you, I already booked my trip, He just shook his head. I returned to work on May 6th and schedule a vacation from June 6th to June 23rd. If it was not for a great Surgeon & Physical Therapist, working out at the gym 3X a week and my wife’s support this trip would not be possible. In keeping with the song’s lyrics, on Friday I will tell my wife to kiss me and smile for me,tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go. Unfortunately my wife’s reply will be, just go already!
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