Being Choosy

Being choosy about who I might date kept me from getting involved with anyone for another six months.

Then I met Roger who raced motorcycles. Auto cross and motorcycle racing have the same basic foundation. We were both very competitive and enjoyed the thrill of the race track. Roger was also very sweet and kind. I was fortunate in that respect. But he began to want too much too fast and I began to back away.

I wasn’t over my marriage yet and getting involved with someone on that level of being serious was not at all within my comfort zone. I had told Roger that, but sometimes the words of warning are heard as being a personal challenge.

We stayed friends for awhile, but eventually he moved on, back to his home town and a new job.

I had made a lot of friends between the college and the race track, so I was not at all concerned with being in a relationship. It was a stigma for most women to not have a relationship, but I was very lucky I had developed a friendship with a number of musicians and their girlfriends and wives.

We had amazing group dinners and eventually I began to manage the band by getting them photo shoots, gigs and even ran a renaming contest for the band for publicity.

It was a very fulfilling time.