A few weeks ago I posted a thread about a near get-off I experienced. I guess it got under my skin more than I realized. I know I haven't been riding as much as I would like, and maybe it's as simple as me being rusty, but I seem to have lost a little of my Mojo.
I'm perfectly comfortable on the bike and unafraid, but my body (or is it my brain?) seems to be letting corners sneak up on me and I am not committing myself to the turns soon enough.
I haven't had any scares, but I can tell something isn't what it should be.
I keep thinking that my near fall scared me more than I want to admit...but I am not conscious of any fear
On the other hand I am a little paranoid about gravel anymore and find myself not trusting the corners on Farm to Market twisties.
The texture of the pavement on these Texas backroads sometimes makes it hard to distinguish between what's pavement and what's gravel.
I am going to keep telling myself I am just out of practice and hopefully find my mojo quickly on those ribbon smooth twisties in NW Arkansas next weekend
I'm perfectly comfortable on the bike and unafraid, but my body (or is it my brain?) seems to be letting corners sneak up on me and I am not committing myself to the turns soon enough.
I haven't had any scares, but I can tell something isn't what it should be.
I keep thinking that my near fall scared me more than I want to admit...but I am not conscious of any fear
On the other hand I am a little paranoid about gravel anymore and find myself not trusting the corners on Farm to Market twisties.
The texture of the pavement on these Texas backroads sometimes makes it hard to distinguish between what's pavement and what's gravel.
I am going to keep telling myself I am just out of practice and hopefully find my mojo quickly on those ribbon smooth twisties in NW Arkansas next weekend