Wife cries when I ride....This isn't good :(
#82
It's not a situation I have much insight to offer, but thought I'd offer up my views. Riding is a risk, as are lot of other things we do everyday. However, the OP and many others are fortunate to have a significant other that worries that much about them. Yes, it might be burdensome, but it's not something to take for granted.
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Originally Posted by eichacsj
My wife use to ride with me. So I asked her take a riding coarse so she knows what is going on and hopefully get her own. She took the course, crashed and now won't get close to it.
She is still okay with me riding.
She is still okay with me riding.
#84
My wife lost a fiance from a bike accident. She will not ride with me, but tolerates me riding. She isn't crazy about it, but deals with it. I am sensitive to her emotions and ride as safely as I can. No shorts, not T-shirts, always a helmet. Hate it, but if that's what it takes to keep riding, I have to bite the bullet and do it.
I don't envy your situation, but I understand it.
Best wishes..
I don't envy your situation, but I understand it.
Best wishes..
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right leg from knee down was black, it was so badly bruised but nothing broken. Thanks for your concern.
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Yeah, I'm an enabler like that.
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You're not alone in this
At 16 I rode my dads Honda street bike for a year before I even had a car to drive. Even to the midnight shift as a dishwasher in December in the snow. I always wanted to own a Harley but the money wasn't there until I was almost 30 and bought a Sportster new. I put 14,000 miles on it in 14 months until a dump truck left turned in front of me.
I hit him head on so hard it broke the front jug on my motor. There was no time to react. I saw him sitting there with his turn signal on but never dreamed he'd dump the clutch when he did. I think I barely had a chance to counter steer but that's it. Shattered pelvis took out the femoral artery and I bled out. Being a mile from the hospital, they scraped me up ran me into the ER and plugged me in for a complete oil change. After telling my family I was surely going to die, they changed the story to I'll never walk again. My then girlfriend (now wife) was on the back and had a broken left leg, foot and pelvis but never lost consciousness through it all. Thanks to a great orthopedic surgeon I was walking within a year. 20 years of walking around with one leg just a little longer than the other has torn up my left knee to the point I've been on crutches the last week though.
Other family members do make the decision to get back on the horse a tough one. I always knew I would ride again. The hard part for me will be when my mother finds out (yes, I'm in my fifties, but respect never changes). My wife has been OK with it, but says she won't ride with me until our 12 year old moves out because 'he can't afford to lose both of us'. My cousin bought a Sportster last Summer and I stored it for him and had full privileges. Riding again got me looking and I bought my own last week, right before my knee went out. It sits here, waiting for the weather to break and me to go see the Doc about this knee. I don't know if any of this will help you or not but I guess writing it helps me. I don't want to hurt the people around me, but I ride. I will stick mostly to the back roads and the sunny afternoons now so it won't be my main transportation like it was but after 20 years without, I'll take it.
I hit him head on so hard it broke the front jug on my motor. There was no time to react. I saw him sitting there with his turn signal on but never dreamed he'd dump the clutch when he did. I think I barely had a chance to counter steer but that's it. Shattered pelvis took out the femoral artery and I bled out. Being a mile from the hospital, they scraped me up ran me into the ER and plugged me in for a complete oil change. After telling my family I was surely going to die, they changed the story to I'll never walk again. My then girlfriend (now wife) was on the back and had a broken left leg, foot and pelvis but never lost consciousness through it all. Thanks to a great orthopedic surgeon I was walking within a year. 20 years of walking around with one leg just a little longer than the other has torn up my left knee to the point I've been on crutches the last week though.
Other family members do make the decision to get back on the horse a tough one. I always knew I would ride again. The hard part for me will be when my mother finds out (yes, I'm in my fifties, but respect never changes). My wife has been OK with it, but says she won't ride with me until our 12 year old moves out because 'he can't afford to lose both of us'. My cousin bought a Sportster last Summer and I stored it for him and had full privileges. Riding again got me looking and I bought my own last week, right before my knee went out. It sits here, waiting for the weather to break and me to go see the Doc about this knee. I don't know if any of this will help you or not but I guess writing it helps me. I don't want to hurt the people around me, but I ride. I will stick mostly to the back roads and the sunny afternoons now so it won't be my main transportation like it was but after 20 years without, I'll take it.