“Pressure”

I don’t know about the rest of you but I’m sick of most of the media.  Sit in front of the screen long enough and you’ll begin to feel stressed, and I’m starting to believe this is the way “the man” wants us to feel.  Keeping us stressed and pressured is how those in power keep us occupied.  I love having distractions like motorcycling, playing guitar, and being outdoors which keep me away from the crap on the screens.  There’s the exceptions, but not many.  I recently unfollowed a really cool instagrammer because they decided to get all political.  I wasn’t bothered that they were freely expressing themselves, just that they were hard core hating on differing opinions and differences are what make us awesome.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not an ostrich.  I do not advocate burying our heads in the sand and ignoring the plight of others, it’s just that I believe my efforts and energies are best spent on being a do-er.  Granted, I’ve allowed myself to become triggered on certain subjects before, but that does no good for me or others.  Some of us are who we are and there are just certain aspects where we won’t be moved.  I don’t think this is a bad thing, agreeing to disagree requires that higher reasoning us humans are supposed to have.  So much fighting over what?  Politics?  I am of the mindset that politicians are like snake oil salesmen peddling their wares to the masses with promises of false hope.  It’s up to us normal people to be kind to each other, not defend the charlatans that are pretending to be for the people.

Granted, many were irritated about the last season of Game of Thrones, but there was a great part when Tyrion explains that their  that the compromise must have been a good one because no one really walked away completely happy.  Putting our own ideals aside in order to maintain peace doesn’t mean abandoning them entirely, just respecting one another’s personal space.  We need to learn to agree to disagree better.  We need to love better.

“Turned away from it all like a blind man.  Sat on a fence but it don’t work.  Keep coming up with love but it’s so slashed and torn…”

My apologies for stepping away from the topic of motorcycles for a moment.  I bring up the social pressure in order to illustrate why hobbies are a good thing and stepping away from the crap in the media once in a while is a great idea.

So moving on from the topic of social pressures, I would like to write about another kind of pressure.  The kind of pressure we place upon ourselves with the goal of self improvement, the good kind!  I recently spent a weekend at Talladega Motor Speedway for an all girl track day.  Mind you, I was not a participant.  This wasn’t because I’m opposed to some track time, I just wasn’t prepared in the way of having the proper safety gear with full leathers.  I also wasn’t sure about taking an adventure bike on the track.  I have not ever ridden on the track.  Hubster had pushed it for years when I still had the GSXR, but I was intimidated by the idea.  On that note, I miss Pinky…

I watched a good friend of mine get her Yamaha out there and push herself for every opportunity she was given.  Forty minute sessions in 100+ degree temps while wearing full leathers is not for the faint of heart.  Not gonna lie, I was intimidated, but then I watched as women got out there and pushed themselves and their bikes.  They were all smiles, they encouraged each other, they were competitive.  There was a girl who was only 14 & she was smoking the others in the corners.  On her 300cc bike she wasn’t as fast in the straightaways, but she made up for it in the curves.  I spoke to an older lady who was riding a BMW sport touring bike that told me it was her first track day.  I won’t be so rude as to assume her age but I was excited to learn that this was her first time on a track and that she was having a blast taking her bike out there.

I like all motorcycles and it’s becoming clear that adventure bikes are my shtick, but if finances allow for it I may begin looking for a used or inexpensive sport bike to get out there and test my skills.  I’d like to put that pressure on myself to grow as a rider and expand my knowledge concerning bikes.  I may not be as awesome as some of the other ladies.  The 14 year old was not only a great rider but she was super cute and sweet.  She’s doing more than posting selfies and chasing trends, she’s experiencing life.  The ladies on the track were diverse.  Younger, older, brown people, white people, some may have been rich, others maybe not so much, but they all came together to do something they enjoyed and even in the heat I saw plenty smiles. These ladies were living their lives, not sitting behind screens.  

Pictured above in yellow is my fellow girl biker YamahaGRLr6. She was the one I have to thank for allowing me to tag along for track day. I also have her to thank for learning a little more about riding. Here’s a shot of her rear tire after a few laps on the track…

…which gives a nice visualization of that phrase “burning rubber.” All to often people want to beat their chest and pontificate about how awesome they are at this or that, and maybe it’s true maybe it’s not, but when you have the opportunity to actually see it, words are unnecessary. Real bad asses are people of action. These women weren’t braggarts, they had competitive drive and yet they came off of the track encouraging each other.  It has been my experience that the truly daring are doers.  The ones who push themselves and are familiar with failure and with success alike are the ones I like spending time with, they’ve seen both sides and they didn’t give up.  When trying new things and pushing yourself sometimes it’s necessary to adjust fire or change course but you don’t give up.  I have a girl in college and a teenager still at home and I want them to know both failure and success.  It’s hard to watch them fall, but I know that it’s a necessary part of life and it builds character.

Whatever your interest, do yourself a favor and dive in a little.  I don’t want to live in a world where the screens have taken over, especially when those screens spew hatred.  Yes, there are icky people in the world, but there are awesome ones too.  There’s a Sunday school song from my childhood that I’m reminded of…

“This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine…”

There’s plenty of people with different ideas than me and that’s okay as long as we can still be kind to each other and share the light!

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