Yep, that's a real bike. More specifically, my 2004 Sportster. I totally fell in love with that bike in the show room, then found out it was on hold for someone else. When that fell through, and the dealer called to tell me it was still available, I jumped on it like a monkey on a banana.
Because of my work schedule and other craziness, I didn't really get to ride as much as I wanted, and I haven't ridden at all in the past 2 years due to the combo of a car wreck and broken arm, being pregnant, and then having a toddler and nobody willing to babysit while I ride. Still, I love that freakin' bike.
However, I've also realized I can't ride around with the baby and the hubby is not going to watch out son so I can go out and ride. Rather than let it sit there and rust, and because we are broke and getting broker, I'm gonna have to sell it. One of the husband's co-workers was interested and had a check that would have bought it, but he ended up blowing the money partying, so that fell through. Right now, I'm waiting on one other person that may be interested and I'll probably put it on ebay or craigslist if that doesn't work out.
Part of me really, really wants to keep it, but I realize there's no point if I won't be able to ride it in the foreseeable future, and we really could use the money from the sale.
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