Clarksville, TN – So, here we are. new year, new decade, new beginnings. What’s next?
I think a lot of us ask that same question.
Resolutions? I don’t make them, because I can’t seem to keep them. I would guess you might be the same.
We all need to be better than we were yesterday, so moving forward, I just try to take it one day at a time. The older I get, the more I realize that if I just get the most out of each day, treating people better than before, pushing myself a little more, and motivating myself to step up my game, then it wears off on the ones I love and the people I meet.
From the very beginning of this journey, I’ve made it clear that I’m not a motorcycle expert. I don’t do motorcycle reviews, and I don’t give advice. I’m growing in this adventure each and every day.
Since my accident, I’ve had many people reach out to me. Nothing but love and support. I’ve even had several who want to help with some additional rider training and I don’t take exception to that. I take it as an offer of support. I take it as someone who cares and wants me to be better. To be here to ride another day. I appreciate it.
I mean seriously, two accidents in a year, who wouldn’t think I need additional training?
I don’t think we EVER master this lifestyle, we just get better with the miles. Some are better riders than others. Some more confident, others are trying to get there. We understand the risks, but should never let our ego write a check we can’t cash. As soon as you take things for granted, accidents happen.
My first “incident” was clearly my fault. I missed the turn.
The run in with the deer was out of my control. When a deer appears, it happens so fast, your reaction time just isn’t what you would expect. I thought I had time to avoid this buck, but in reality, I didn’t.
But I learned a hard lesson. I learned that it’s the stupidest thing in the world to ride a motorcycle without a helmet. Cracked ribs, punctured lung, and slamming my head to the road at 55mph should have killed me.
I know the argument, I’ve heard the debates, and I respect whichever side of the issue you’re on. I can only testify to you that I’m DAMN lucky. I COULD be sitting here staring off into space and drooling down my shirt with no clue who or where I was.
So with the new year and a new bike, I have dreams and ideas on what’s next. I don’t have anything planned as yet, but I know that I can’t wait to see where this motorcycle takes me in 2020. I’ve been to some amazing places so far, and I can only imagine what lies ahead.
Sure, I want to improve my health. Lose some weight, get some exercise, feel better, live longer. I’m not getting any younger, and I want to ride for a long time. I also want to meet new people. I want to go back to Texas, back to Colorado. I want to go to Utah, Montana, the Dakotas.
I want to go to Arizona, California, New Mexico. The Grand Canyon.
I want to rumble into Las Vegas on a motorcycle. I want to go to New England.
I want to learn more about my motorcycle. I’m not a mechanic, but there are things I NEED to know and be able to do. I’ve never been a “grease monkey” kind of garage guy hanging around cars, engines and the like, but I can learn. I SHOULD know more about my bike.
I would like to be able to ride with those of you who have offered to ride with me, and while I can’t get to each person individually, maybe a group rally or something. I’ve talked about that before, and maybe we can make that happen.
This is SUCH a great experience and I’m SO blessed to be doing it and now with this second chance, I just want to do EVERYTHING! I feel like a kid.
So my 2020 vision is pretty simple. Ride more, love more and live more. Let’s do this together!
Thanks for following my journey and God bless you all.