Bennington Triumph Bash

Does anyone else use riding to releive the mental stresses of work and everyday life?

Jen rides her bike almost as much as I do. We find peace while alone in our helmets winding down the back roads with no where to be at any moment. When alone during tax season I get very depressed from not seeing my wife enough.

She saved me when I was almost over my head in a bad way. She enabled me to buy my triumph thus giving me the means to collect my thoughts and sanity. I find that I have to focus on so much at once while riding that I can't worry about the person complaining about their car or husband......(fill in the blank with what you do) or what is irritating me. I find myself thinking about my son, Seth and daughter, Alexandria while we are riding down the river road. You know the road, it is the one that follows the river. We all have one or two. Sorta like my life with Jen. Every curve has a surprise, the river is always flowing washing away our fears and hatred. Our life's is entrined into the movements of the river coursing down stream. We follow the rise and fall of the seasonal rains, flowing back and forth, giving and taking. I find the peace in the water as I stand there casting a fly to the rising fish. The road is my mental balance, the river is my family. The rising fish are my kids looking for guidance, the current is my wife pushing me to be a better person.

Sorry for the long sappy post, just had a moment.

Brett

Yeah you do need a ride.
I'm loosing my mind but, after reading that I am afraid you have already lost yours.

Bill

Brett - Maybe a ride to Sunny Florida would do ya wonders. Head clearing and not cold like ME. But yes I ride all of the time to clear my head. Well...I don't ride to actually clear my head, but I enjoy how riding clears it for me automatically. One becomes so focused on the ride and survival, everything else on your mind slips away and seems less important. I think this adreneline effect (?) is why riders enjoy riding so much. It's theraputic.

bonnevillebilly wrote:Yeah you do need a ride.
I'm loosing my mind but, after reading that I am afraid you have already lost yours.

Bill

In my case Bill, what would you suggest ? You cannot lose what you cannot find ? Too much acid in the 70's. Speed.

I call it "THERAPY", it works for me, riding is healthy!!!





Tito


Ton Up!

Speedblastr wrote:

bonnevillebilly wrote:Yeah you do need a ride.
I'm loosing my mind but, after reading that I am afraid you have already lost yours.

Bill

In my case Bill, what would you suggest ? You cannot lose what you cannot find ? Too much acid in the 70's. Speed.

I know what you mean
out of all the things I have lost
It is my mind I miss the most

I need to go for a ride and maybe I can find it.

Bill

That's the ticket too the fair ain't it Bro.

Does anyone else use riding to releive the mental stresses of work and everyday life?





Your kidding me right, hell I thought thats what we all did....fuckin cold ass temps here and salt all over the dam place....I'm tempted to go out today anyway..at least for breakfast.

Absolutely.

There's nothing like hopping on the bike and going for a bit.

The motion. Focusing on the road while expanding my senses to include what's all around me. The shicka-shicka-shicka of the chain. Catching glimpses of turkeys hiding in the woods. Coming around a corner smoothly, then being surprised by the beauty of the sunshine through the trees. Laughing with folks at gas stops. Waving back at kids in the backseats of cars. Counting the hawks in the sky.

Every night in the summer. Even if its just to the store, I go out to the garage, I fire up either the RC or the S3 and head out, andwhen I here that sound, the entire day was just uploaded to the records retension server if you know what I mean. For you girls, it would be like taking a candle lit bubble bath or hot tob.

b_mason wrote:... Sorta like my life with Jen. ...The road is my mental balance, the river is my family. The rising fish are my kids looking for guidance, the current is my wife pushing me to be a better person. Brett

OK...now it's time for some hip leisure attire, a good tan, gold chain, and a 22yo with piercings who's an unusually good sport about costumes and thinks the world of you...this of course would be the rapids and white water.

...and what's that ahead?...falls?... low rumbling in the distance...some mist...or is it just my eyes?...banks seem a bit steeper than I recall...and underbrush...eyes...watching...silently watching...

Anyway... I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.


...and eyes...eyes in the underbrush...taunting my soul...O I try to keep him quiet...but he whispers things in my head...strange things...

...sometimes I cut myself...I quiver...and I think, "why not?"

Motorcycles ! What else is there ?

Nice thread! I thought I was the only one who rode with no particular destination in mind. No better way to unwind after a tense day at work, or to escape when the wife goes on a cleaning rampage.

Pete

hankspeed3 wrote: For you girls, it would be like taking a candle lit bubble bath or hot tob.

Or, hopping on the bike, and going for a bit.

Speed- cool bike guy with his hair all blowing! Where'd you get that?