Well, if a Sportster is a "girley bike" I'd hate to think what my first bike, a Yamaha Majesty Scooter would be. A 400 CC with a CVT transmission. I rode that thing for 20,000 miles, commuting back and forth to Richmond from Fredricksburg.
It was fun bike. I crashed it once, didn't get hurt, fixed the bike and kept going. Then one day I stopped at the local BMW dealer to get a pair of gloves. They had a like new K-1200LT on the floor, with 3000 miles on it. I swung my leg over it and my wife said, "You look good on that. You should get it."
So I traded in the Yamaha and became a Beemer Rider. I had never ridden a bike with a clutch, or a foot brake, and certainly nothing that weighed (as best I remember) about 700 lbs or so. The day I picked it up, I rode around the parking lot a time or two, never getting out of second gear. I finally decided "now or never" and headed out onto the street. Made it all the way home, then dropped it trying to turn around in the driveway. I had to get help to get it back on it's wheels. I did eventually figure out how to pick it up by myself after a few more drops.
Rode it back and forth to work for a couple of years. Rain or shine, spring, summer, fall and winter. Just never in the snow. At least I never started out in the snow. Did get caught one night on the way home, but the roads didn't get bad. For cold I had a heated vest, heated grips and seat, and a snowmobile suit, and a full face helmet. It wasn't bad at all.
Then my wife got sick, and I retired to take care of her. A motorcycle was something I could do without. The last time I rode it was up to the church to meet the truck that was going to take it to it's new owner in Idaho I think. It was a long time ago.
I sorta miss it once in a while.