I had a bit of a crash May last year.It kinda fucked with the small amount of grey matter in the ol noggin.
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Applying the get back on the horse principle I was back riding Jorjas lil 125 within a few weeks.
A few months afterwards I rode the very bike at the track i crashed on.
And I've been out on a few other bikes.
Heres the thing though. It's hard to admit but I've been riding scared the whole time.
Actually No scared isn't the word really. Come to some corners and the word is -terrified.
It's the kind of terror based on years of "getting away with it"
Is that just a shiney bit of road or a Diesel spill?. Is that gravel by the roadside ahead or just different seal? Is there going to be a car coming my side of the road? No rythem of riding.rough and jerky in the corners.
Even on my trail bike triuth be known I'm none to happy to even begin to explore its limits. The kids are a fine ol excuse for riding slow.
Its the fear of actually feeling like a fraud too. turn up for a ride and people I know full well could ride rings around me thinking I can ride really fast if I "wanted to".
Scared Ill never enjoy going quick on the racetrack again or enjoy a fastish ride on some of my favorite roads.
Well last night I finally had a ride that I enjoyed .
It was on "ginny" the not so grunty GS500 I've recently aquired.
A 2 hour ride with a bunch of fellow KBers around some of west aucklands more er "interesting " roads.
Never riding "fast" just enough to get a good flow on
The corners all merged together in some sort of harmony.
Just as I was starting to feel a bit pushed and uncomfortable. a guy on a green 636 (er zx10) passed me and I was able to follow his lines. It felt just so incredibly good to be "as one' with a bike again.
It feels good to be back in a groove and loose those demons that have haunted me all these months.
PS--sorry for the rant
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