Last night I was rear ended again,minor damage,the girl basically bounced off my spare tire while I was sitting at a stop sign, just enough force to rattle the brain ,jar the bones a bit but nothing more then that.
The whole thing got me thinking,this is my 3rd rear-ender,all of these "what ifs" popped into my head.
What if I had been on my bike.......
I guess it scared me.....my first accident took me away from my chosen career in nursing, my second solidified that.
Its funny, every winter and going into spring for 5 years I anxiously await the weather to improve.....then it does and I am so happy to hop back on my bike to go.....then the dreaded accident postings begin......then the RIP postings start........then I start to rethink my love of riding.......I have 2 little ones that count on me to be here,in one piece..........do I love riding enough to risk it?......I know so many friends and family worry about me,they laugh that I must have a target on my butt! They question my choice to ride when I have so many responsibilities,some feel it is a very selfish choice. It may be.
I enjoy riding very much, I must, becasue everytime I go for a ride with the girls I spend the next 3 days in pain but I always look forward to the next time!
But these "what ifs" mess with my head.
I hate that it puts a shadow of doubt into my head every
time I swing my leg over my bike, I hate that it shakes my confidence. I hate accidents and I really hate the RIP threads(not the meaning behind it,but the fact that it was needed)
Tell me ladies, does this happen to you? Do these things mess with your head? Do you doubt yourselves? Do you question your need for riding?