Bikers Who Care
19 Aug 2011 1 Comment
So, tonight I was in a room with 100+ big, burly bikers. I have to admit, I was not super excited about this before I got there, or even while I was there. A friend had arranged to speak to the Bikers Who Care at their meeting this week and I offered to go with her so she wasn’t by herself. No biggie, I thought…….silly me 
Then earlier this afternoon I get a text from my friend saying that she has a really bad migraine and doesn’t think she can make it. She asks if I can handle it by myself. Hours out from the meeting, I was thinking, “Sure, no problem. I can talk to 15 or so bikers. I got this.” So I tell her sure. Then I pull into the parking lot and there is no room to park….ANYWHERE!! I immediately started to get nervous. This was obviously going to be more than the 15-20 bikers I had mentally prepared myself for. I find a spot, park, take a deep breath, and head towards the building. As I round the corner I can see inside the building and that’s when I notice that there are 100+ big, gruff, thick bikers……and I am the only human of the female persuasion. Wow……not at all what I was expecting.
Inside I was shaking, but I knew that I had to appear to confident or they wouldn’t take me seriously. So, I walked up to the first group of guys standing there and told them who I was and why I was there. They really had no helpful information except that these meetings run on biker time, which is at least 15 minutes behind normal time. They also informed me that this was a closed meeting so I would have to talk and then leave immediately….yay!! Not a problem fellas, I had no problem getting out of there as soon as I was done. The board members were in a meeting so we had to wait for them to finish before the larger meeting began so I stood outside while I waited. A few minutes later, another biker came over and introduced himself to me and then asked if I would be willing to be in a bikini contest, for charity of course. I was totally flattered and he was a great sport when I said “thanks but no”, with a smile of course. He took me inside, showed me their clubhouse and told me to make myself at home. As I stood inside the smokey clubhouse listening to all kinds of interesting conversations, I had several guys come up and introduce themselves to me. They asked if I was ok because I looked a little nervous. I smiled and they were wonderful about assuring me that I was safe and it wasn’t like a regular bike club. They promised me that nothing would happen to me their and they would keep me in one piece. I know it may sound silly, but having them see my nervousness and make the effort to come and talk to me.
I eventually got my turn to speak and all the guys were so awesome. I was warned beforehand that they may get rowdy or restless while I spoke but a guy named “booger” told me he would keep them in line while I spoke. But, they were all so attentive and were honestly shocked at what I was telling them. They promised some support and said they would make a donation and a guy came up to me separately and said he wanted to get in touch with me about doing some press to get us more exposure. I walked away excited and a little ashamed that I had put all these labels on these guys before I met them. I had judged them a little beforehand and found that I was totally wrong. I know that BWC is all about rasing money for charities, especially ones that involve kids but I still found that I had a negative opinion of them. All of that changed tonight. They were awesome, supportive, and warm. It was an awesome experience that changed me for the better. And on top of that I realized that if I can talk to room of over 100 tough bikers, I can talk to anybody lol!!!!
Thank you to Bikers Who Care for being so wonderful to me. You guys do awesome things and I am proud to be a supporter of yours!!!
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