Thursday, November 19, 2015

Wind Therapy - Product Review

Wind Therapy always sounds like a good thing for a motorcycle rider. Now there's a line of skin and hair products that are just as good as a day on two wheels.

Wind Therapy offers a line of beauty items that are remarkable for women who ride. Shielding Skin Conditioner is a very lightweight moisturizer meant to protect the face in extreme conditions. The Shielding Lip Conditioner is also lightweight and non-sticky and the Shielding Detangler creates a strong, protective shield around each strand of hair, keeping the hair free and healthy.

From the Wind Therapy site:

Wind Therapy’s advanced formulas blend trusted natural ingredients with performance-based shielding technologies for the face, hands and hair.

Central to each Wind Therapy product is a focus on lasting hydration science. Wind Therapy’s advanced formulas use carefully-selected natural oils with superior fatty acid profiles to benefit and provide immediate protection to all skin types. Each Wind Therapy product provides superior hydration and conditioning technology that bonds moisture and antioxidants to skin and hair for lasting benefits.

Wind Therapy incorporates beneficial botanical extracts into each product to enhance performance and provide light natural scents that diminish quickly so customers can still use their own signature scents or choose to remain fragrance-free.

Every ingredient in each product is carefully chosen as the least irritating and most advanced for shielding performance. Wind Therapy products are free of parabens, artificial colors and fragrance. Products are tested on human volunteers--never on animals.

The products all worked as well as promised and I was quite pleased with each one. Ever since I received my order, I've used the Shielding Skin Conditioner every morning with great results. My skin is softer and smoother than it has been in years. My acne is under control too. As the day wears on I notice that my skin isn't as oily as it has been in the past. For years I've struggled with combination skin and now I've found the perfect solution.

The Shielding Lip Conditioner works wonders! My lips are soft and supple, even though I've done a great deal of riding lately. Not only does the Lip Conditioner protect my lips, it stays on for hours; at least twice as long as the leading national brand of lip balm. You can barely compare the two.

I don't have hair long enough to need the Shielding Detangler, so I shared it with a friend. She was so pleased!

Today I tried it on my dry hair. As a conditioner on wet hair it worked great! It's easy to comb through and style. On dry hair it's a little heavy on my very fine hair, but if I add water to it and then apply it, it works fantastic. The scent is wonderful and I love how my hair feels at the end of the day. My comb just goes right through, even after a long day on the bike. It's a great problem all around.

Not only do I highly recommend the Wind Therapy line of products, I will be ordering more for many years to come! It's about time someone created a product line for the women who ride!

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Monday, November 16, 2015

Moto Babes and Sisterly Love

23 years old and more naive than I look. Even 27 years later, I still find myself thinking like this silly little fool.

In 1993 I entered a 12 Step Program for my drug addiction. One afternoon after I had attended a few meetings, an "Oldtimer" Big Phil took me aside.

"You sit over here next to me at tomorrow's meeting and don't let these sons-of-a-bitches hug you anymore. Come a few minutes early. We need to talk."

Big Phil was a large, gruff man, standing over 6 ft tall and certainly weighing over 300 lbs. He enjoyed telling newcomers to "Sit down, shut up and listen!" Big Phil was 71-years-old and in his 21 years of sobriety, he made it a point to be a mentor to the newcomers.

When I arrived I went straight to Big Phil and sat down, ready to be chastized.

"These assholes here just want to hug on you because you're hot. Don't hug those men anymore. Straight arm them and send them to me if they have anything to say about it."

I was flabergasted. In my 27-year-old naivete, it hadn't occured to me that I was just being groped.

"I thought people would be different here. What about the 12 Steps and 12 Traditions? Aren't we supposed to be treating each other better? I thought we all cared about each other."
Big Phil looked at me with a softness I had never seen him show.

"Assholes are assholes, sober or not. People don't change just because there are rules. If they are assholes outside those doors, they are assholes inside. Many of these assholes have ulterior motives for everything they do, no matter how long they have been sober. Don't trust someone until they've earned it."

I've carried that lesson throughout life and most of the time I remember it. But like any lesson, I can need a reminder now and then.

I attended Babes Ride Out 3 in Joshua Tree. Some of the "Babes" I met were extra-amazing! Jessi Combs, Alicia "Motolady" Elfving, Sofi Tsingos and Theresa Contreras were all exceptionally fun, friendly and warm. All rather public figures, they were some of the most down to earth women attending. 
Babes Ride Out was held Oct 23 - 25 and promised to be a record setting event for women motorcycle riders. With over 1,000 women registered for the 3-day campout in Joshua Tree, CA, BRO3, as it came to be tagged, was intended to be a sisterly-bonding-experience for all who attended.

As the riders filtered in from the Saturday ride, the heat and dust became nearly unbearable. Standing in long food lines and scrambling for shade was only tolerable because everywhere I looked was another woman rider who I was excited to meet.
The motto, "No 'Tudes, No Dudes!" set an expectation of "Bring Your Best Self" I suppose. This motto was actually listed in the rules on their event website. When I read this, the little voice in my head said, "It is unacceptable to bring a man. It is unacceptable to be a bitch to your fellow women riders." I was excited to attend and purchased my ticket months in advance. I waited for this opportunity to meet a new breed of women riders.

Bren has been following my journey for the last year through social media. It was thrilling for me to meet another woman who was so excited to talk about motorcycling!

I rode in with a group of other riders and two chase vehicles (one of them my husband's pickup truck) with a Utopian expectation of great sisterly love.

I was very excited to meet this beauty, Michelle Rodriguez from the East Bay Litas Riding Club. Michelle and I met through Instagram, where the event was mostly publicized, and we were looking forward to meeting. We shared a "Sashtastic" together, a special drink I've created, and did a great deal of laughing afterwards!
Most of the women I met were very kind, generous and fun. But unfortunately, the typical high-school-style cliques were glaringly obvious. Since I didn't already plan a designated buddy, I was pretty much left alone most of the time. This gave me ample opportunity to work and make plenty of new friends, for which I am so grateful!

But the truth is, it hurt to be excluded.

A lone rider, exhausted from the heat, takes a nap on the softest surface available.
As we were leaving on Sunday morning for the ride back to San Diego, our group decided to visit the Crochet Museum and stop for breakfast in Yucca Valley. They didn't seem to be in much of a hurry.

But after breakfast, they informed me that the least-experienced rider in our group, my friend Monica, was riding too slow for some of them. Monica had ridden less than 600 miles on her Honda CBR 250 in her riding career and was still tentative about her skills.They wanted to break up into two groups. As I understood it, a few were going ahead and a few would stay behind. One by one, every one of them blew past us with only a wave, including both chase vehicles.

My friend Monica, a new rider, who was excited to meet other moto-babes. Her enthusiasm was contagious!
Of course, I would never leave any rider in my group behind, so the two of us headed for home alone. I pulled over and gave her a little pep talk and a few tips. After that, Monica lane split (her choice!) for 12 straight miles in traffic snarled by a semi crash. Once the traffic opened up, she sped up and ride at 70 mph (her first time riding so fast). She pushed her bike and herself to new limits and really kicked ass! I was so proud to watch this new rider learn what she is capable of doing.

In fact, Monica kicked ass so much, we beat the rest of the group back to San Diego.
Frankly, I was really pissed that these women ditched us. I thought it was a shitty thing to do. All Monica needed was a little coaching and encouragement; not be abandoned for being slow.

Monica poses at the gas station after kicking some major ass!

A few women reached out to me afterwards and told me they didn't realize we weren't keeping up. I appreciated that more than I can say. I think that says a great deal about them as people and as riders. We all live by our own interpretation of what is acceptable.

Please give me your response in the comments to this question. . . I look forward to your feedback.
I learned long ago that expectations breed disappointment. "No 'Tudes, No Dudes," can be interpreted many different ways I suppose. No matter who you are, I think common courtesy applies.
But as Big Phil said to me 22 years ago, assholes are assholes. . . people don't change.

**I am certain I will get some backlash over this post. It has become UNACCEPTABLE to say anything negative about Babes Ride Out, due to the expectation that we should all be friendly and never bash another woman. I struggled with writing about this event (which is part of the reason I have taken so long to post anything!) because I couldn't write something sweet when that wasn't authentic. I don't think being truthful is bashing if it's done with some courtesy and fairness, which is why I've kept the women in my group anonymous. 

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About Sash

People call me "Sash" because I'm a former beauty queen in my old home town. My father used to ride in an MC which got me interested in the culture. After my last divorce I said "goodbye" to Susie Homemaker and became the rude biker chick I always felt inside. (Read more...)