When did I become that guy
I have been riding dirt and street bikes a long time.
My life has afforded me so many opportunities that most people never get, that at some point I became complacent, maybe I just grew to expect nearly everything to go my way.
I didnt lay down a bike being careless it seems I have done something worse, more disappointing. I have become the motorcycle owner who doesnt make time to ride. Worse yet I have two motorcycles, top of the line gear, and some friends who love to ride.
What happened? "Life?" Is it really living if I am living without the one material thing that I love?
My family is wonderful, my career is booming, financially I am very well off and still somewhere, daily there is something telling me I am missing a part of me that SHOULD be there.
Its an odd realization and I know the fix is simple = go for one f'ing ride!
As soon as the weather clears up. = My weak excuse for the time being.