Tag Archives: Confessions of a Motorcyclist

I’m sharing my real #1 online dating tip for young male motorcyclists with you, because I promise you that if you follow it, you’ll not only have success with women, but also success with life. I’m not here to sell you anything, I’m just trying to help.

This one's not motorcycle related. Strictly personal / anecdotal.

A quick few words of appreciation to you guys who, nine years later, continue to check out and support this website. You're the best!

So, I finally had the “closure conversation” with my ex, that I probably should have had, literally, years ago, and… I knew it had been way too long, so I picked up the phone, and thankfully, she picked up. This is how it all went.

Motorcycle riding with friends means having each other's backs... even if it's been a few years.

When you lose a parent, people promise you the world. They promise you they’ll make plans and support you in time of need, but mostly it’s a lot of talk. Amidst all that noise, there was something else I heard. ...

A giving thanks story of “the Me I Was” before riding, “the Me I Am Now”, and how I got here. Intro 9 Years Ago this week my motorcycling life began. I was freshly 19 and taught myself how to ride. The dealership ...

Here it goes… Four years ago today a phone rang. I missed the call. The voicemail, my aunt’s voice. “Adrian, come home right away. Your dad isn’t doing well.” It was a lie. He was already dead. But that’s what ...

My friend cocked her head sideways and stared at me from across the table. “Everything you just said was a contradiction.” She said. I love it when an intelligent and attractive woman calls me out on my shit, so I smiled ...

My father hit me once, but he only ever hit me once. What I learned from that single open handed hit was discipline, love, grace, humility, respect, and trust. The strike itself taught me the first lesson (discipline). I had been ...