This was posted by one of the fellow members of ocmoto.com, It sums up what I've been feeling about riding for a long time...and it does it very nicely! Enjoy! :
I hear it all the time... "OMG you ride motorcycles! They are soo dangerous!!" then comes the classic story of the friend they knew that died...etc etc... then they ask.. "Why do you ride knowing this?!!"
SOOO for all those people... here is the answer..
First off, if you ask me that question to begin with, chances are you'll never understand. Get your ass on a bike, then come talk to me... I've been riding for about 2 years now, and i work at St. Marys ER... I see lots of crazy shit..
Riding keeps me sane.. It gives me an experience that is on the edge, and that's where i'm comfortable and is where i understand what life is about...
I ride an 8 second, 208 hp gsxr 1216cc drag bike, every day of the week, rain or shine... there is no better feeling in the world than being on 2 wheels.... Its so liberating, its freedom, its everything that people are missing in their lives... I feel as if I've lived longer than my grandparents!!... There is nothing like the open road... I've tried to stop... but I can't...Why you ask? It's part of my soul, it's who I am... it defines me as a person... I have never, and I mean NEVER, been happier than when I'm on my bike... I laugh like a 5 yr old girl when I downshift to second, roast the rear tire, and hit 120 faster than my eyes can gather the info behind me... but it's not just that...
You see, I mainly cruise... I keep it mellow on the streets (for the most part) and obey most traffic laws. I enjoy, no, LOVE, the mind set I'm in when I'm riding. Its my heroin, my crack cocaine, my life... its me!
Working in the ER, I see life end all the time. every shift at least one or two people die... and you know what??? I'm 22 and have lived my life to the fullest.. much more than a lot of people out there. Your life can end faster than you think, and you need to enjoy it for what it is and realize that if you are too scared to do what you truly enjoy than you have already died.
Of course I worry about my mom not being able to sleep because she's worried about me, shoot she has good cause to worry... but if I ever die on my motorcycle, just realize that I died doing what made me happy, doing what I loved, more than anything in this world. I died/was seriously injured knowing what the meaning of life is, and learned all of life's lessons through this.....
Not only do I love to ride, but the motorcycle community is a very tight family, with a brotherhood rivaling that of pure family. Just the fact that you ride puts you in a family bond that your parents will never understand. we are brothers. we are family.. I don't care if you ride a ninja 250 or a 200 hp Ducati, or a vtwin Star, you are my brother.. my friend, I will help you when you need it and be their for you when others won't.. I will pull over to help you, give you advice when you need it.... a true companion.
In all, to sum up, I ride because it relaxes me, it puts my mind in a state of being that nothing else in the world can do..... riding has taught me the meaning of life, why I'm here, and how to reach my goals.. we are the coyotes in a world of sheep, we have bigger balls than anyone in the world, and we fear nothing, which gives us the ability to enjoy life's purities, and live our lives to the fullest.
And to all those families that have lost loved ones.. I feel your pain, but just keep in mind that they died in peace, doing what they loved and being who they are... isn't that who you raised us to be?
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