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Trying to motivate myself

Yea, life can get in the way of non essential activities, no matter how fun they are.

I had not ridden in quite a while so I gave my beloved ST1100 away to another BARFer. After my wife died, I had planned on getting another bike, probably an FJ13000. But then I had a stroke and that put a permanent end to my riding.

I suggest you put your riding gear on a hanger near your bike along with everything else you need (boots, gloves, helmet, etc.) including a chair to sit on as you put your boots on. Then it will be as easy as possible to gear up and go for a ride.

And don’t forget a Battery Tender for your bike.

If you do these things, it will be much less work to gear up and go for a ride.
 
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Road trips and or a destination in mind are good to motivate me to get out and ride. Stops for coffee are always nice and while gearing up isn't exactly fun, it's a good time to get your head in the game and start thinking about how the ride is going to go. By the time I've strapped on my boots I'm generally ready to twist a throttle. Right now the only thing stopping me is that I need to replace my helmet, hopefully I can get that sorted this week.
 
I need to ride or I will simply lose my mind. :)
 
Maybe it's time for the OP to change what he's riding.
As we get older, a lot changes.
I switched to Goldwings about 7 years ago and I currently do 95+ percent of my driving/riding on my bike. With the Goldwing I can go shopping for most things, hop on it and go on a trip without a second thought with everything fitting in the luggage. I can't stand to be cooped up inside of something, so being on 2 wheels is far more comfortable for me.
 
Try a sporty convertible. When I bought my John Cooper Works Mini in Southern California and headed up the coast, something felt wrong. I was driving top down, I had a good selection of tunes, it was a sunny day, why did I feel uneasy?? Then it dawned on me what my problem was….I wasn’t wearing a helmet. I had a good laugh over it and wicked it up some more and smiled the whole way home.
 
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Yes, quite.

When can we integrate Bose noise cancelling technology into our helmets so we don't need to worry about plugs any more?
Hard for technology to compete against 10 cent earplugs that are 100% reliable and don’t need batteries
 
But see, by building in noise cancellation into a helmet it eliminates the separate step of having to insert ear plugs.
 
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What kind of gear do you where when you hop on?
When riding around town, not much. Gloves, helmet.

It's a big bike and drivers see it as easily as they see cars, so that factor is removed.

I'm not an AGATT type guy unless I'm going on the freeway. I'm not riding it like I rode my sportbikes.
 
I look at it this way: The stakes are high enough that if I have to motivate myself to do it, maybe it’s better I don’t.
Kinda what I was gonna say.

I don't wanna expand on that further.
 
Without going into detail, noise reduction technology is pretty limited in what it can do.
 
This sign motivates me...
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Thanks for all the replies, maybe it's just the Ducati. I love and hate it, spirited but a pain in the ass (always something wrong with it lol).
 
Don't need no stinkin' motivation to activate what's innate inside of me. Since 1968.

But in 2009 my wife came down with leukemia, I was her sole caregiver, if I got hurt, she was screwed royally. Riding is risky, I didn't ride, but I sure as hell kept my airhead in the garage to just rub upon, take apart and reassemble or just sit in the garage with and listen to music. No open road, just hours seeking balance where it's always came from previously. The balance was there.

She has now passed. But just having the talisman in the garage for dark nights was enough motorcycling to get me to the next dawn as her health declined. I was motivated at seventeen, at seventy three I am comforted.
 
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