For me the right answer was to start riding again.
This is what I was riding....... exactly one year ago from last Friday.
This was me, the Friday before Memorial Day, 2018........ I took a dive. No witnesses.... I was in the country, ran off the road and hit a set of cattle pens. Most think I was evading an animal, but I don't know, as I lost three days of memory.
3 days in ICU, Broken Neck, Broken Back, 5 Broken Ribs and Tore up Left Knee.
I had a lot of this for three months.......
Now to the OP.... I have gone through everything you have, mentally. It took me 6 months to throw a leg over a bike. My head was on a swivel and I was paranoid. I was in genuine fear.
Now... I love, love, love motorcycle riding. As the wife says.... "it is just part of you John". If you don't ride, she said..... "we've all lost part of you". I truly lost my MOJO.
At the time of the accident, I owned 8 motorcycles. I am now down to 4..... with one still for sale.
I did start riding again about a month ago. After doing some day rides, the wife said.... "Wow, I never realized how much riding again would affect you in such a positive way. Your becoming yourself again." Well, I have progressed quickly with my riding. This past weekend, as a part of my 1 yr anniversary, the wife and I did a 2-up weekend ride. Three days and nearly 800 miles around CO/Northern NM, helped me remember why I ride. Riding is my escape....
I'm back in the saddle and already talking about a run to Deadhorse and back next summer!
This is what I was riding....... exactly one year ago from last Friday.
This was me, the Friday before Memorial Day, 2018........ I took a dive. No witnesses.... I was in the country, ran off the road and hit a set of cattle pens. Most think I was evading an animal, but I don't know, as I lost three days of memory.
3 days in ICU, Broken Neck, Broken Back, 5 Broken Ribs and Tore up Left Knee.
I had a lot of this for three months.......
Now to the OP.... I have gone through everything you have, mentally. It took me 6 months to throw a leg over a bike. My head was on a swivel and I was paranoid. I was in genuine fear.
Now... I love, love, love motorcycle riding. As the wife says.... "it is just part of you John". If you don't ride, she said..... "we've all lost part of you". I truly lost my MOJO.
At the time of the accident, I owned 8 motorcycles. I am now down to 4..... with one still for sale.
I did start riding again about a month ago. After doing some day rides, the wife said.... "Wow, I never realized how much riding again would affect you in such a positive way. Your becoming yourself again." Well, I have progressed quickly with my riding. This past weekend, as a part of my 1 yr anniversary, the wife and I did a 2-up weekend ride. Three days and nearly 800 miles around CO/Northern NM, helped me remember why I ride. Riding is my escape....
I'm back in the saddle and already talking about a run to Deadhorse and back next summer!
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