Mama Phoenix
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I really need to get this off my chest...
The weekend of Sept 8th and 9th, I was taking a MSF class. I was so proud of myself! I'm now (as of this month) 47, and this was my first time riding (driving) a bike ever. If you're interested, you can read about the story behind all of this here.
On Saturday the 8th, I was awesome! I couldn't believe how well I did. I couldn't believe how awesome it felt! I was riding after all of these years. The same thing happened on Sunday. I was feeling the wind, and I still couldn't believe it. Everything felt so natural. Then, from a standstill, the bike took off, drug me, then tossed me into the air. Needless to say, my landing wasn't painless.
After the wreck, I got back on the horse (so to speak), and rode around blah blah yadda. My classmates and instructor were very surprised. I couldn't even lift my leg by myself. One of my classmates lifted my left so I get on and off the bike.
I didn't immediately go to the hospital, but I did later that evening. The pain was insane. Luckily, there were no broken bones or serious injuries, so I was sent home. The next day, I drank some water, and immense indescribable pain hit me. Apparently, I had a mass that was growing and had been hidden for a very long time. Looks like my wreck shook loose more than my nerves.
But here's the thing...
I wasn't fearful of bikes or riding immediately after the wreck. I got back on. I was sore, but I felt good. Now, I am having panic attacks and very graphic flashbacks of the incident of flying through the air and slamming to the ground. Hmmm... PTSD. Honestly, I don't even know if I can get on a Spyder right now. Realistically, I'm sure I could. I mean, 3 wheels are different from 2. Nothing is perfectly safe, but I would "feel" better on a Spyder. And since my hands are so weak, not having to deal with a clutch is just bonus.
When I first saw a Spyder, I knew it was THE answer for me. I have a few physical issues, and I believe they would mean nothing with a Spyder. I was so excited, and couldn't wait to get one (yep, that will take a while). Then, this happened. Now, I'm freaked out when I hear any bike start. I don't have any kind of bike right now, but I still really wish I could get over this.
Thanks for letting me vent a little!
The weekend of Sept 8th and 9th, I was taking a MSF class. I was so proud of myself! I'm now (as of this month) 47, and this was my first time riding (driving) a bike ever. If you're interested, you can read about the story behind all of this here.
On Saturday the 8th, I was awesome! I couldn't believe how well I did. I couldn't believe how awesome it felt! I was riding after all of these years. The same thing happened on Sunday. I was feeling the wind, and I still couldn't believe it. Everything felt so natural. Then, from a standstill, the bike took off, drug me, then tossed me into the air. Needless to say, my landing wasn't painless.
After the wreck, I got back on the horse (so to speak), and rode around blah blah yadda. My classmates and instructor were very surprised. I couldn't even lift my leg by myself. One of my classmates lifted my left so I get on and off the bike.
I didn't immediately go to the hospital, but I did later that evening. The pain was insane. Luckily, there were no broken bones or serious injuries, so I was sent home. The next day, I drank some water, and immense indescribable pain hit me. Apparently, I had a mass that was growing and had been hidden for a very long time. Looks like my wreck shook loose more than my nerves.
But here's the thing...
I wasn't fearful of bikes or riding immediately after the wreck. I got back on. I was sore, but I felt good. Now, I am having panic attacks and very graphic flashbacks of the incident of flying through the air and slamming to the ground. Hmmm... PTSD. Honestly, I don't even know if I can get on a Spyder right now. Realistically, I'm sure I could. I mean, 3 wheels are different from 2. Nothing is perfectly safe, but I would "feel" better on a Spyder. And since my hands are so weak, not having to deal with a clutch is just bonus.
When I first saw a Spyder, I knew it was THE answer for me. I have a few physical issues, and I believe they would mean nothing with a Spyder. I was so excited, and couldn't wait to get one (yep, that will take a while). Then, this happened. Now, I'm freaked out when I hear any bike start. I don't have any kind of bike right now, but I still really wish I could get over this.
Thanks for letting me vent a little!