The other woman.

Gotta get back to it. Gotta get back on this build. It's been weeks or more since I've done anything of substance or made any progress, so it's time to get back on it.

Some personal things of late, mostly good, actually for a change. Some of them really great. And with that change for the better, it would seem I can get back on the preverbal horse and get this build rockin' and back on track again.

Since I mentioned the 'mostly good' part from before, I guess I can clarify. Sometimes, transitions are things that come along and sometimes they could have gone better or smoother or whatever the word is. Truthfully, I know all about heartache and hurt and sleepless nights and an indiscernible future type stuff. But it's a shame when things do go down, or change, or become something other than what you may have thought it would be, or what you wanted them to be... that we can't adjust and accept or deal accordingly, with grace, with humility, with honor. To keep the association happening. To maintain the friendship, the connection. Instead, turning ugly means everything that was once a great memory or happening can now be thrown in that same pile of ugly. Since it's been decided this is how it's gonna be, well, I guess this is how it always was, perhaps.

But it's a shame, that.

At any rate, this isn't a blog of about that mushy stuff, this is a build blog. But, the aforementioned happening has actually given me a little bit of pause in the design department. Perhaps it's a cleansing thing, perhaps it's an immature thing (like that's never happened before), but I'm wondering about maybe going more of a bobber route. Ditch the saddle from Taiwan of which I was at one time excited to have and, truthfully grateful to have as well. Ditch the rear subframe, too, and maybe go more of a bobber thing with just a small saddle and no subframe at all.

Hmmm.... I dunno. Maybe just what the psyche and the bike needs.

I do love the added rear exposure, so that part is cool. It was a close runner-up to the original thinking once upon a time, so maybe with these latest developments of change in my life and the ugliness that's unfortunately accompanied it all, maybe this is a nice way for the bike to go now.

Regardless of the direction, life is taking on a renewed meaning and definition, good ones for sure. So maybe my little Gasolina here deserves some renewed interest and design as well.

She is, after all, my otra mujer...