My boyfriend and I decided to ride his new motorcycle to see Sturgill Simpson play in Tucson, Az. We rode around 1500 miles in the trip! Near the Salton Sea we went through a desert windstorm which turned into a whiteout for awhile. Battling the wind and sand the bike was at a 45 degree lean for hours. It was terrifying and exhausting with the semi trucks threatening to suck us under and then push us down once we blasted past. I finally had to decide to love the semi's and the wind. I couldn't keep up that amount of adrenaline for so long! So when a gust would feel like the wheels were going to slide from beneath us, I would laugh as loud as I could and pretend it was a rollercoaster ride. We started leaning our heads down and I felt like a rocketeer. I started asking the trucks to honk. The trip became an adventure and we really felt like we had accomplished something when we finished. The day after the ride I had the worst MS feelings I have had yet. My legs vibrated and shook until I couldn't stand and I couldn't bear to move even a toe because of the pins and needles feeling. But, I meditated. I breathed. I hydrated. And it passed. I think it was so good for me to experience that. I know that it will pass and I can complete my journey. We rode another 500 miles after that. Traveling at 90mph is exciting, but I really can't wait to travel 5mph with my horse. I can't wait to feel connected to the land, as opposed to racing over the top of it.