Fable Rider Erika picked up the pen again recently and sent her some musings on life, bikes, and the future. Scroll for more!
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As a high school graduate going into a four year university, I was headstrong about my destiny. I was going to be a doctor, save some lives, have a six figure salary, live in a big house in La Jolla, and make my parents very, very proud. A couple of pre-med quarters into my studies and I was already very unhappy. The courses were rigorous and although I had the potential to get A's, I wasn't motivated to indulge in the homework and lectures to pursue those grades. There was much more I wanted to explore and the more electives outside my major I took, the more my curiosity for the world outside a laboratory grew. So I was back to square one without a hint of what to pursue in my life. But this time, the thought of a path leading to something I could be passionate about, yet not have a clue of, felt refreshing and invigorating. I was set to find it.
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Fast forward a few years later and I got a taste of something I never imagined I would be involved in: motorcycles! Before that moment, I was biased and thought those things were for hooligans and people with death wishes. But one ride along the coast as a passenger and I was addicted. I know it's not original to say motorcycles provide a sense of freedom, but that statement is a popular cliché because it's true. From the beginning of my story here, I explained how boundaries and a lack of spontaneity drove me to a figurative living death. That feeling of true freedom was what I was looking for all my life and it was all packed in this machine. With it's two wheels, metal parts and some mysterious buttons and levers that magically did something to make it go, I was in love!
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My story isn't unique. But that is exactly what fuels my desire to understand the motorcycle sport here in the United States. Why don't more people ride motorcycles? How did society in the States go from loving motorcycles in the 80's pop culture to having people audaciously make judgmental comments on social media . [ Read any comments section on a social media news story about a motorcycle involved accident and you'll know what I mean.] How did we go from having at least one American competitor in the international elite league of motorcycle racing to none? How can we make the motorcycle sport here in the United States bigger and popular as that of the NFL? Why aren't there racetracks in places like San Diego? What can be done to make the motorcycle sport have a more positive image in this country?
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All of these are questions that I am passionately curious about and the more involved I am in this sport, the more I am determined to make sense of It all. I know I won't get direct answers to most questions and I actually look forward to intense discussion with those who can challenge me to think about this more. All of which makes me happy and fulfilled.
Some people believe life is short but I feel that life is kind of long. I believe that ones' youth is short so I'm very grateful for getting lost early in life and getting back on the right track. Literally and figuratively. ;)
-Minx Meaow Racing