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Originally Posted by onthemove
I was screwed up man. Ripped my spleen in half, destroyed my hand, broke 3 vertebrae, some other random bone in my back, and a rib.
I still miss riding more then anything. I guess if I could contribute to this thread, motorcycle riding is very motivational to me when I think about it.
This thread made my week.
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With 14 years of BMX riding (not racing) and about 3 years of sport bike riding under my belt, I know all about how being laid up in bed for long periods of time can get you down. But I'm always high on life and much more appreciative of everything for quite a while as soon as I get back to moving/living again. Such is the rollercoaster of life. But hey, at least you're living. Some people graduate high school, get an office job, then die of a heart attack/aneurism/cancer at the age of 45 without ever having broken a bone, traveled 180mph+ on two wheels, fallen from a plane, dived in with exotic fish in tropical waters, traveled outside of their own country, experienced a near death experience, or anything else one might could think of that could count as a really special experience.
Last injury I had was a separated shoulder from high siding my R6. Did I enjoy it? Hell fucking no, I didn't enjoy it! Are you crazy? Why would you even ask that? Am I glad it happened? Yes, because now I know what it's like to go sliding across asphault at over 100mph. Is that useful information? Nope, but it certainly was an experience, and I appreciate it for what it is.