{"id":775,"date":"2009-11-12T08:54:41","date_gmt":"2009-11-12T15:54:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=775"},"modified":"2025-11-06T09:33:09","modified_gmt":"2025-11-06T16:33:09","slug":"ride-your-ride","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=775","title":{"rendered":"Ride your Ride"},"content":{"rendered":"

I met a man on the plane the other day.\u00a0 Oh stop laughing at me!\u00a0 This time it was assigned seating and I had no choice but to sit next to this good looking young (28) man and immediately start talking to him… who turned out to be, of course, another Aries.\u00a0 Fate brings me who she wants and (drool) who am I to question her choices or methods!\u00a0 Now, where was I…<\/span><\/p>\n

Ah, yes.\u00a0 He was amazingly confident in a way I hadn’t seen in a while.\u00a0 He was perceptive, like me, and spent a lot of time observing and knowing other people.\u00a0 We talked for about 3 of the 5 hours on the flight and it was a meeting of opinions instead of a meeting of attraction.\u00a0 Not that there wasn’t attraction.. hello people.. this is ME I’m talking about.\u00a0 But he was in a relationship he felt was going to lead to marriage (though sorely tempted since she’s been away for weeks. Ha!) and frankly he looked and felt a little too much like my brother.\u00a0 And this little minion is done tempting the “taken” to the dark side.<\/span><\/p>\n

He was fascinated by my adventures online and we discussed a lot about relationships and sex and dating.\u00a0 The whole conversation started when I began talking about how much I love takeoff.\u00a0 “I’m a speed junky,” I told him and he grins, says, “Me too” and shows me a picture of his sports bike.\u00a0 Oh, such a sexy machine!\u00a0 In the many subjects we bounced around on, telling stories from our lives as examples, he admitted he liked to find\/use\/keep in mind nuggets of lessons learned as catch phrases.\u00a0 His favorite was “You gotta ride your ride”<\/span><\/p>\n

He was referring at first to motorcycles and there are two sides to it.\u00a0 You gotta RIDE your ride… meaning you need to know your machine and ride it within the limits of knowing yourself and your level of skill.\u00a0 And you GOTTA ride your ride..\u00a0 meaning if motorcycle riding is your joy… you\u00a0gotta ride.\u00a0 Basically its Live your life but know your life well enough to really\u00a0live it safely.\u00a0 Don’t go overboard and don’t just\u00a0flow with the flood.<\/span><\/p>\n

He (and I wisely never got his name, although who wants to\u00a0 place money down it was David!!!) reminded me a lot of my brother before my brother found God.\u00a0 And it made me realize just how much I miss the man my brother was.\u00a0 Not that he’s not a bad guy now… to him he’d tell you “I grew up” but to me he left a wonderful part of himself behind.\u00a0 He’s riding his ride, but its a Christian Suburban and not a ganja-hazed bike, like it was.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

My brother used to be the most accepting man I’d ever new.\u00a0 He felt if he was to expect you to respect his lifestyle choices he should reciprocate first and respect yours.\u00a0 Do what you want dude, its your ride… to put it into a nutshell.<\/span><\/p>\n

I’ve always admired and so adopted that philosophy.\u00a0 So I’ll Ride my Ride.<\/p>\n

Oh, btw.. is anyone shocked that by the time that plane ride ended\u00a0 my fellow Aries was seriously reconsidering marriage over my philosophy that some people are just NOT meant to be monogamous?\u00a0 Poly-amorous strikes again!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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