So I hopped on the girl tonight to go fora spin (beautiful, sunny weather). I have to ride to the opposite side of town in order to get to the hills that I covet, and that starts phase I of my favorite ride. I feel pretty focused as I start the first of many turns and twists, but I'm sloppy as hell. The harder I try, the worse I get...I can't hold a line to save my life. On one of the turns,which Idecided to break way too late into, I feel the back get a little fishy, and fight the urge to stand it up...barely. I decide I am not going to let that milisecond of absolute panic distract me, and ruin my ride. As I continue, I find my brain goingother places...some of the events from work today, soccer and baseball games tomorrow, am I going to buy a six pack tonight...at some point, I realize, I have no business being on a bike. I can't concentrate,any technique is out the window, I am having fun, but not totally there. I decided to head for home, and park the girl in the garage until tomorrow. I think that was a smart decision.

 

That was a great decision. Personal Risk Management at it's finest.

 

+1
btw nice new Jimi shot [sm=roll.gif]

 

when you said

i thought you meant you hopped on your wife and took her for a spin. silly me

 

ya i really wanna go rock some slow 12s right now but im soooo tired im thinking chill and kill it all day tomarrow[sm=bounceybounce.gif]