I so wish there was a Zipcar here. I would use it all the time.

I am scared to drive! I think I literally need to take driving lessons if I'm going to try that.

But also, all the decent Target furniture is online-only, and the Macy's furniture stores are far.

I'm a little surprised that you have to pay for the intro class, Erin, but that's matched by free classes afterwards. It's not the way we worked, anyway. If their intro class is like ours, an extra shirt won't go amiss. Bring water as well.

General warning signs: they try and push you into anything instead of encouraging you. Don't take any pressure from them. Not now. Not when they don't know you. If they don't let you take a moment for water (I mean, if they tell you you'll get some later, that's okay--but this isn't Sparta. This is about you). They don't seem to have many women. That makes me frown a bit. Female instructors shouldn't be that hard to come by. Maybe they have others not on that page.

But, basically, if it's not fun, stop. You don't *have* to do this, and they should respect that.

Also, it's going to hurt. Even done right, it will hurt. Try not to let that surprise you or put you off--unless you just don't want it, in which case, don't look back.

Yeah, I think Boston is about the last place you want to learn in if you're a novice driver.

I learned to drive here the first time, but that was 20 years ago.

I can't imagine not driving. I love love love to drive, and I hate not having a car during the day.

I don't like driving. But I'm particular about how and what I drive (in an odd way), and I don't like not driving. The public transportation options around here are pretty crap.

LAistas are very good about helping me out with lifts when I run out of driving juice. Which, you know, is pretty much weekly.

I *love* driving on empty or relatively empty highways. I just love the thrill of driving kind of fast on free roads. It makes me feel free (if that makes any sense) and like I could go anywhere.

Driving every day in stoplight traffic with fuckers around me?

Not so much fun.

Water, they recommended. Extra shirt, check. I'm going to have to buy some non-black soled tennies, but since my sneakers are 8 years old and have two holes in the toe anyway, that's no big.

Also, it's going to hurt. Even done right, it will hurt. Try not to let that surprise you or put you off--unless you just don't want it, in which case, don't look back.

I'm anticipating it will hurt. I'm ok with that; I know I'm out of shape, but I also know my body and will stop for a breather if I'm exceeding my limits.

And you know me; I have no problems saying "Fuck this, I have to stop for a minute and if you don't like it, get outta my face and suck it. I don't care how many people you can kill with you pinkie; I can kill you with my brain." Mentally, but yanno.

Being in the Midwest, I'm not surprised by the dearth of women instructors. I'm ok with that, although I love me some ass-kickin' chicks.