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yukon_alex
Hehe. Got your attention didn't I? Confused? A Motorcyclist living in the frozen north? Are you looking at me?
My wife and I have, in the last three years, come to the conclusion that life is too short. A number of people we know have gone through the cancer thing (some survived, some didn't), my sister in-law had a truly massive stroke, my parents split after 43 years, etc. My wife spent all of last summer and fall living in Vancouver going to school and she has been back since December. She really needed to get working on her Master's Degree. We have had a great many emotional discussions about relationships (ours in particular) and life in general. Things are really good right now.
Right now, Linda is in London, England (am I still allowed to call it England?) and I am here with the two kids again. Linda returns Monday evening and I leave Friday morning to Vancouver. I am excited about Linda coming home and I am very excited about picking up the new bike.
Here's the confusing part (thanks for reading this far):
I keep having thoughts of dieing while riding. This is confusing because I have never had thoughts like this before. It has been three years since I last owned a bike but I have been riding my father's bikes every summer. It's funny but for the first time in my life I am beginning to sense my own mortality. It sucks! It is not going to stop me from riding or anything but it does seema little strange. Life is good and adding my own motorcyle to the mix really is the cherry on the top of the triple banana split with real whipped cream!
Anyone else hit a point in their lives where they realize that they could DIE? I have always known that I would die but it seems to have slapped me i the face for some reason. Yes. I did just turn 40, but I am so immature I didn't think it would affect me....
My wife and I have, in the last three years, come to the conclusion that life is too short. A number of people we know have gone through the cancer thing (some survived, some didn't), my sister in-law had a truly massive stroke, my parents split after 43 years, etc. My wife spent all of last summer and fall living in Vancouver going to school and she has been back since December. She really needed to get working on her Master's Degree. We have had a great many emotional discussions about relationships (ours in particular) and life in general. Things are really good right now.
Right now, Linda is in London, England (am I still allowed to call it England?) and I am here with the two kids again. Linda returns Monday evening and I leave Friday morning to Vancouver. I am excited about Linda coming home and I am very excited about picking up the new bike.
Here's the confusing part (thanks for reading this far):
I keep having thoughts of dieing while riding. This is confusing because I have never had thoughts like this before. It has been three years since I last owned a bike but I have been riding my father's bikes every summer. It's funny but for the first time in my life I am beginning to sense my own mortality. It sucks! It is not going to stop me from riding or anything but it does seema little strange. Life is good and adding my own motorcyle to the mix really is the cherry on the top of the triple banana split with real whipped cream!
Anyone else hit a point in their lives where they realize that they could DIE? I have always known that I would die but it seems to have slapped me i the face for some reason. Yes. I did just turn 40, but I am so immature I didn't think it would affect me....