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| Zafyr's Public Bio |
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I used to hate motorbikes. I used to flinch at the sound of them and think rude things about the riders.
I've always loved cycling though...
But one day I lost control of my bicycle over rough ground at the bottom of a hill... I wasn't badly hurt, physically, but the experience really shook me up. After that I couldn't get on a bicycle or any kind of wheeled vehicle, really, for about a year. I got terrified of hills and speed ... I was even scared in a minibus driven by a very competent driver (driving skills checked out by the church and all... for taking young people around they have Rules they have to stick by) going down hill.
Well anyway that year gave me a chance to re-evaluate what I get scared by and, tbh, gave me a chance to grow up. I realised my fear was irrational and pointless and pushed it aside and got back on my bicycle; and as I started cycling again, and more and more and cycling pretty much everywhere, for some reason my thoughts turned to motorbikes. I figured my Mama promised me driving lessons for my 17th and 18th birthdays, I'd got my provisional licence, and there was no real reason for me not to ride one. I turned to Jim, a mature biker friend of mine at church, and the reasons he gave me that he likes biking resembled pretty closely the reasons I was starting to discover I liked cycling (only bigger, because the motorbike's just slightly more powerful).
I did my first CBT on my 18th birthday, now I have to do another one, due to lots of disruption in my riding and lack of money to get lessons. Oslo was not good for my riding skills...
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