Sitting at the traffic lights...

I noticed that the lights were going red. I'm too far away to try beating them so I coast up to them, in a vain attempt to avoid putting my foot down and having to actually stop. Unfortunately it's a set of lights that's going to take their time to change. Better get comfy.

I don't stick it into neutral. They tell you to do that at bike school and yeah it's the safe thing to do but it's also precious seconds that are taken away from you...I could be half way up the road and away from all this traffic in the time it takes to change gear. So I sit there...flick up my visor, holding onto the clutch, left foot on the ground and right foot pressing down on the back break.

I can feel the build up of the excitement. I always feel this; it's like a sort of tension/excitement. The feeling like I'm just about to make a break for freedom. My heart is accelerating and I can feel my eyes widening and the grin on my face...you couldn't kick it off. The bike is part of me and I love it so much, we are one together.

I hear the cars around me, queuing up, waiting for the lights to turn. There's always one isn't there. I look over and there's a boy racer revving his engine in some vain attempt at showing that he has the potential in that little car to race me. I laugh and think "Bless".

I can feel the tension rising and the bike and I are itching to break away from the traffic. I'm starting to feel claustrophobic now. I need to be out there, away from all of this.

Ah, the other traffic has stopped crossing the junction now. It must be our turn now. I check out the lights for them, yep they've gone red. Okay, yeah it's our turn. I'm almost laughing now with the build up of excitement pulsating through me.

Those seconds that it takes for our lights to change feel like hours. Come on, change. I quickly flick down the visor and look around me to make sure that there are no other bikes coming up behind me, look at the lights again and there they go. Right foot off the break, left foot ready to change gear, I let go of the clutch, and I open up the engine. Yes! Freedom at last!

Aw man...is there a feeling like it?

* laugh*