Why do you ride?
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makes the bitches wet....
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No really I just love to ride. I've always been into motorsports and it was just kind've a marriage in heaven when I started. It's THE hobby and I just want to get better and better.
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No really I just love to ride. I've always been into motorsports and it was just kind've a marriage in heaven when I started. It's THE hobby and I just want to get better and better.
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<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by DenzComp »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">For me...I cannot put it into words other than its something that I cannot describe.
When you're out in the open air really riding you'll know what I mean. </TD></TR></TABLE>
When you're out in the open air really riding you'll know what I mean. </TD></TR></TABLE>
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by ooopsitouchedmyself »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">cause it's fun</TD></TR></TABLE><TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by britman »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">and its cheaper on gas</TD></TR></TABLE>
and it gets me to work in a sec. Traffic gets really bad in the Bay Bridge here.
and it gets me to work in a sec. Traffic gets really bad in the Bay Bridge here.
<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by egryda »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">to get the chicks
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I enjoy the pain of falling off. I like seeing my savings dwindle and this hobby bringing me closer to bankruptcy. I cherish the looks of disdain from soccer moms when I pull next to their vehicles revving my little twin.
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I read this in 600rr.net
In the last few months people have been asking me this a lot, so i made up a little post... you might not agree with some of it, you might not agree with most of it but it is what it is... Why do you ride?
Why do you ride? Why do you still do it… aren't you afraid? I've heard these questions time and time again in the last few months. Outsiders looking in and questioning something they don't really understand. And frankly its not something I can make them understand, I wont be able to change their minds, their perceptions of what it is I do and why. Its like explaining love to someone that doesn't believe or has never experienced it first hand, why do you do these crazy things, what for, is it really worth it… yes, yes it is.
For those that know me, know that my personality doesn't allow room for fear. I know I ride like I have nothing to loose, but that's because realistically I really don't. I'm not afraid of death and at times I do wonder what it would be like embrace and welcome it. But those thoughts soon fade away with every turn and every mile. I don't ride to scare myself into living, I ride because at this time it's the only thing I am in control of in my life. And yes I know, if I were to die I would leave many people behind that would be crushed and upset by it, yet my selfish ways wont let me back down. It's the only thing that makes me happy, puts a smile on my face and makes me feel like I am alive, like I used to feel.
Accidents seem to effect people in different ways, some get upset, others get angry, most try and rationalize and over evaluate what happened. Me, I'm numb to them all now. I've seen so many accidents, so many broken bones, blood and even death that it doesn't even effect me anymore. I accept the inherent dangerous of our sport and I don't let those fears creep into me for a second. I know it sounds cold and heartless, but really, its just a realistic outlook on the situation. My friends will crash, my friends will get hurt, some worse than others, some might die one day and at any given second one of them could be saying the same thing about me. But we've all chosen to roll the dice and live life this way, we wont tiptoe through life only to arrive safely at deaths front door.
So why do I do it… because realistically its my only escape from reality, its my chance to have absolute control over my life for that short time. When I'm on the bike, I'm blind to the world, I'm deaf to the bullshit around me, my mind set is blank, I tend to forget about the pains, the troubles the insecurities and problems in my life because for that one moment in time while I'm out riding, I'm truly happy. In a world of my own, where I cant get hurt but probably will, in a world that's beautiful but temporary, where I don't need a crutch to lean on or a shoulder to cry on….. until I get off.
In the last few months people have been asking me this a lot, so i made up a little post... you might not agree with some of it, you might not agree with most of it but it is what it is... Why do you ride?
Why do you ride? Why do you still do it… aren't you afraid? I've heard these questions time and time again in the last few months. Outsiders looking in and questioning something they don't really understand. And frankly its not something I can make them understand, I wont be able to change their minds, their perceptions of what it is I do and why. Its like explaining love to someone that doesn't believe or has never experienced it first hand, why do you do these crazy things, what for, is it really worth it… yes, yes it is.
For those that know me, know that my personality doesn't allow room for fear. I know I ride like I have nothing to loose, but that's because realistically I really don't. I'm not afraid of death and at times I do wonder what it would be like embrace and welcome it. But those thoughts soon fade away with every turn and every mile. I don't ride to scare myself into living, I ride because at this time it's the only thing I am in control of in my life. And yes I know, if I were to die I would leave many people behind that would be crushed and upset by it, yet my selfish ways wont let me back down. It's the only thing that makes me happy, puts a smile on my face and makes me feel like I am alive, like I used to feel.
Accidents seem to effect people in different ways, some get upset, others get angry, most try and rationalize and over evaluate what happened. Me, I'm numb to them all now. I've seen so many accidents, so many broken bones, blood and even death that it doesn't even effect me anymore. I accept the inherent dangerous of our sport and I don't let those fears creep into me for a second. I know it sounds cold and heartless, but really, its just a realistic outlook on the situation. My friends will crash, my friends will get hurt, some worse than others, some might die one day and at any given second one of them could be saying the same thing about me. But we've all chosen to roll the dice and live life this way, we wont tiptoe through life only to arrive safely at deaths front door.
So why do I do it… because realistically its my only escape from reality, its my chance to have absolute control over my life for that short time. When I'm on the bike, I'm blind to the world, I'm deaf to the bullshit around me, my mind set is blank, I tend to forget about the pains, the troubles the insecurities and problems in my life because for that one moment in time while I'm out riding, I'm truly happy. In a world of my own, where I cant get hurt but probably will, in a world that's beautiful but temporary, where I don't need a crutch to lean on or a shoulder to cry on….. until I get off.
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If you need to be convinced to purchase a bike (or anything for that matter) by a bunch of people on the internet, its probably not for you.
If you need to be convinced to purchase a bike (or anything for that matter) by a bunch of people on the internet, its probably not for you.
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<TABLE WIDTH="90%" CELLSPACING=0 CELLPADDING=0 ALIGN=CENTER><TR><TD>Quote, originally posted by Etylorcen »</TD></TR><TR><TD CLASS="quote">Meditation on two wheels.
Only thing that comes close is back country snowboarding. </TD></TR></TABLE>
yep. the spiritual answer is: when everything in my life gets too hectic, when i'm starting to lose my grip and perspective on things, there's nothing like the pure, intense concentration of riding to help me focus, even if for only 2 or 3 hours. the mechanical act of setting up for a corner, pitching it in, holding a line, and rolling on at track out--it's a therapeutic escape from the rigors of remembering to send the utility bills, pay off CC's, and diversifying the stock portfolio.
the other answers, which are shallower are: it's fun. it saves me time and gas money. and the bitches love it.
Only thing that comes close is back country snowboarding. </TD></TR></TABLE>
yep. the spiritual answer is: when everything in my life gets too hectic, when i'm starting to lose my grip and perspective on things, there's nothing like the pure, intense concentration of riding to help me focus, even if for only 2 or 3 hours. the mechanical act of setting up for a corner, pitching it in, holding a line, and rolling on at track out--it's a therapeutic escape from the rigors of remembering to send the utility bills, pay off CC's, and diversifying the stock portfolio.
the other answers, which are shallower are: it's fun. it saves me time and gas money. and the bitches love it.
I'll add one: cars were just too damn boring/slow. This just seemed like a natural progression of speed
Edit: just noticed you're in the Bay and there's 101 reasons to ride around here.
Modified by VTi NA at 3:29 AM 7/31/2007
Edit: just noticed you're in the Bay and there's 101 reasons to ride around here.
Modified by VTi NA at 3:29 AM 7/31/2007
exaclty, cars got boring
plus i wanted a bike as long as i could remember. my mom blames my dad for keeping his honda CB750 sitting around while i was growing up haha
all those year sitting on it, i never could get it to fire up LOL till i learned you needed a key haha
plus i wanted a bike as long as i could remember. my mom blames my dad for keeping his honda CB750 sitting around while i was growing up haha
all those year sitting on it, i never could get it to fire up LOL till i learned you needed a key haha
For me...its the ultimate control.
When you can't control anything else going on in your life the one thing that comes down to giving you more control and responding to every little thing your body does, is your motorcycle.
...Now with that said I've came to terms with the fact that i probably and very well could die on my motorcycle. I tell my girlfriend, and family this...all the time...and re-assure them that if I do happen to pass on whilst riding on two wheels...they can be happy knowing I died doing something I loved from my inner core all the way to my outward existence.
Everything I do revolves around my motorcycle....and even when it comes down to drag racing....Pushing the limits of ones being goes back to the beginning of man...it only makes sense to me, that in the arena of choice in my area I would push my motorcycle to the limits at the same time pushing mine.
When you can't control anything else going on in your life the one thing that comes down to giving you more control and responding to every little thing your body does, is your motorcycle.
...Now with that said I've came to terms with the fact that i probably and very well could die on my motorcycle. I tell my girlfriend, and family this...all the time...and re-assure them that if I do happen to pass on whilst riding on two wheels...they can be happy knowing I died doing something I loved from my inner core all the way to my outward existence.
Everything I do revolves around my motorcycle....and even when it comes down to drag racing....Pushing the limits of ones being goes back to the beginning of man...it only makes sense to me, that in the arena of choice in my area I would push my motorcycle to the limits at the same time pushing mine.
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And was that in any way directed at me?
And was that in any way directed at me?
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best stress reliever out there. its my favorite hobby and always gives me a reason to be out in the garage. all day saturday rides on the hunt for twisties and a good lunch is great



