When I talk about motorcycles, I often get such a "cute" smile: "You? On a motorcycle?" 🙄 As if being a girl automatically means being afraid of speed, caring only about beautiful clothes and coffee in your hands. But I want to feel the adrenaline, I want to gulp air at full speed, I want to hear the roar of the engine drown out all thoughts.

I love it when people are surprised, because it shows how deeply stereotypes have dug in their heads. 😏 And it's a strange feeling to be the only one in the company who starts a motorcycle in the morning instead of discussing the latest TV series. I don't need approval, I need freedom.

Maybe I won't become a heroine of men's motorsport magazines, and maybe someone will consider me "not like everyone else", but you know what? I like it. 💨 I want girls to stop thinking that their interests should be "feminine". Motorcycles, speed, noise, risk - that's about us too.

And you know what else? Sometimes I stop in the middle of the road, take off my helmet and smile. Because the world too often tells us "no", but in fact, you can do whatever you want. 🌟 Even rush down the road with the wind in your hair and feel like you're truly living.

Natalie