It’s not about a mid-life crisis, or trying to feel younger, or pretending to be something else, or a bright flare hoping to grab attention but instead arching over an empty ocean.
It’s about manifesting a fully present moment through full physical engagement.
If you’ve never ridden a motorcycle, you might be unaware that it demands – to ride safely – full coordination of mind and body, engaging both hands, both feet, shifting body weight.. And both hands have multiple tasks, and you are constantly gauging speed vs angle vs traction vs balance vs road conditions vs potential trajectories of surrounding cars.. while monitoring the machine beneath you without looking, only through sound and feel.
And no matter how in-control and alert and aware you think you are, you must accept that there are things outside your radar over which you have no control, and may not see coming. For those things you can only hope to be ready. Riding isn’t just riding. Riding is practicing.
Riding demands 100% attention 100% of the time. It demands your full physical and mental presence (assuming safety is a priority).
Riding comes with real risk carrying real consequences, and it requires an ocean of humility if one wants to keep riding.
And I do.