2wheeldragon
New member
So im sitting here in my room, letting my 2 Spicy Chicken sandwiches from Chick-fil-a grow cold. There is something thats been bothering me and today i felt like i just have to share.
I love motorcycles. I love riding. It makes a bad day go away. Its fun. I bought orange disc cones so that i can do the parking lot drills in "Total Control". I just got my leather racing pants and will be getting shoes to be completely race ready hopefully next paycheck. My copy of "Proficient Motorcycles" arrives tomorrow from Amazon. Ive been down once already in 2 weeks (lowside) and the next day with a sore knee i went to ride up the calavares mountains again. Its safe to say, i enjoy riding a lot.
But there is this fear that has been at the back of my mind the whole time. Throughout the whole process of me getting a bike, my family was against it. I have two doctors in the family who swore to disown me and told me all sorts of stories about riders essentially becoming crippled etc.
My coworker who has been riding for 40+ years jokingly said "Oh you survived the weekend! I lost my bet" the week after i got the bike.
Another coworker(he left riding because it finally got to him) said "Ive been riding for 4 years and only have been down once, you have been riding only 2 weeks and you have gone down once. Thats not a very good record. Whats gonna happen in the next two weeks?"
I got so much shit from the people around me that im embaressed to say that i even had a dream of random people who ive known in my life (dont even talk to them) telling me not to buy my GSXR the day before i bought it.
I can handle this social pressure, its irritating and in someways i welcome it because it keeps me aware of what could go wrong. But then there are the stories of riders dying. Recently a fellow rider died on the same day i low sided. He was on 9 and i was going to be heading there if i hadnt low sided. I am sorry for his families loss. Then today i found out that my friends cousin died in a motorcycle accident in India in the most gruesome way i can think of (My worst nightmare). Im not going to share the details, but the way he died is my biggest fear of happening to me on a bike.
All of this has scared me to an extent. I do not want to quit. I do not want to let this get to me. Am i being overly paranoid? Im new at this and maybe some of you went through this when you were starting out. Heck maybe some of you go through this everyday.
How did you deal with it?
I love motorcycles. I love riding. It makes a bad day go away. Its fun. I bought orange disc cones so that i can do the parking lot drills in "Total Control". I just got my leather racing pants and will be getting shoes to be completely race ready hopefully next paycheck. My copy of "Proficient Motorcycles" arrives tomorrow from Amazon. Ive been down once already in 2 weeks (lowside) and the next day with a sore knee i went to ride up the calavares mountains again. Its safe to say, i enjoy riding a lot.
But there is this fear that has been at the back of my mind the whole time. Throughout the whole process of me getting a bike, my family was against it. I have two doctors in the family who swore to disown me and told me all sorts of stories about riders essentially becoming crippled etc.
My coworker who has been riding for 40+ years jokingly said "Oh you survived the weekend! I lost my bet" the week after i got the bike.
Another coworker(he left riding because it finally got to him) said "Ive been riding for 4 years and only have been down once, you have been riding only 2 weeks and you have gone down once. Thats not a very good record. Whats gonna happen in the next two weeks?"
I got so much shit from the people around me that im embaressed to say that i even had a dream of random people who ive known in my life (dont even talk to them) telling me not to buy my GSXR the day before i bought it.
I can handle this social pressure, its irritating and in someways i welcome it because it keeps me aware of what could go wrong. But then there are the stories of riders dying. Recently a fellow rider died on the same day i low sided. He was on 9 and i was going to be heading there if i hadnt low sided. I am sorry for his families loss. Then today i found out that my friends cousin died in a motorcycle accident in India in the most gruesome way i can think of (My worst nightmare). Im not going to share the details, but the way he died is my biggest fear of happening to me on a bike.
All of this has scared me to an extent. I do not want to quit. I do not want to let this get to me. Am i being overly paranoid? Im new at this and maybe some of you went through this when you were starting out. Heck maybe some of you go through this everyday.
How did you deal with it?

