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?
Personal Experience
I went down like 3 times in the first few months of riding on my SV650 as my first bike. I spent the money and got myself full leathers.
A year later I sold the SV650 and got my 690 SMC. Started learning wheelies and stoppies. Went down again.
Then I took it to the track in a year, 2 days, back to back. First time going. The instructor of the beginner group walked up to me at lunch and told me to GTFO beginner group and go to intermediate because I was passing all the bikes, sometimes twice in a 20min session.
Second day that same instructor told me that at my next event he wants me in the advanced group. Because I was passing bikes again, too many. On my thumper. This is at NHMS, by the way.
Around lunch time I lowsided at WOT at around 40 mph coming into turn #2. This is the video form both days:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MiqllG5Iizc. Skip to the very end to see it.
I stood the bike up, rode it back, adjusted handgrip, passed tech and was in for the next session without skipping a heartbeat.
Then I went to NJMP (thunderbolt) for another 2 day back-to-back session.
Advice
Don't listen to advice from people with no experience. Seek out people with experience and ask their advice.
Doctors are a biased group in that they deal entirely with failures. I don't imagine they share beers with skilled riders who have been doing it their whole life and are better men for it, do they?
- Full leathers, no excuses
- Spend money on track days, you will see why
- Pull over and take a break when you catch yourself losing conentration, track or street
Performance (or safe) riding (or driving) is entirely mental.