I remember when I was about six or seven years old, my parents got us an Atari 400 game system. My Father worked for Control Data at the time, and I believe was trying to trick my older brother and I into learning to program. We copied a few of the games in some programming books, and recorded them onto the cassette tape storage interface (yes, this was before floppy disks were very prevalent). It was fun, but a few years later when I went to a friend’s house and played on the NES it blew my mind.
I’ve been in Seattle working at Nintendo the past two weeks, and while it’s pretty exciting from the standpoint of a childhood dream realized, I find that I miss my family, and riding my motorcycle far more than I enjoy the environment and cool-factor of being at Nintendo.
I rode my Buell in to the office this morning, and wow, was that fun. It’s been over two weeks, and man how I’ve missed it! This isn’t meant to take anything away from my family, I missed them far more, but this is a motorcycle/hot rod blog, so I won’t belabor that point.
From time-to-time I find myself thinking maybe I should get a car, and stop motorcycling… it would be safer, it would be year-round (although I’ve discussed that semi-fallacy before), it would allow me to commute/travel in the rain with my laptop, etc. But really, I think the benefits of riding outweigh the few drawbacks. I don’t take calls on the bike, so I’m less distracted. I can’t carry a soda/coffee/food on the bike so I don’t mindlessly snack, and gain weight. I’m always in a better mood after going for even a short ride… you can’t help but smile at the burble of the v-twin, and the torquey grunt when you pin it at a stoplight, or on-ramp.
There are a lot of things in life that I miss: loved ones who aren’t with us anymore; family that I don’t get to see near often enough; friends who live several hours or days away; but there aren’t many physical things that I miss more than riding, and just like with people, sometimes it takes time away to make you appreciate it the most!