I’m not sure when I started using the term “wind therapy” to mean going for a motorcycle ride. But it says it all. There is nothing quite like a little wind therapy to soothe your soul and awaken your senses.
My love for riding began over twenty years ago when I first rode on the back of a 1988 Sportster. The pipes were loud, the vibrations strong and the wind howled. The smile never left my face. Since then I have ridden thousands of miles. I even got my motorcycle license when I turned 50…just in case. But this is one area in my life where I prefer being the passenger.
They say that 4 wheels move the body, but 2 wheels move the soul. My parents think it’s crazy. My teacher friends think I’m a bit strange. But my biker friends….they understand. We even have our own special wave as we pass each other on the road. There is a look and a happy smile shared as we go by.
Perhaps it’s the freedom. The open road and the world rushing by. Or maybe it’s the fear and excitement and pure joy all blended together. All I know is that for me, I need it. Just as I need air and water and food and sunshine. I need my wind therapy. It’s an essential part of who I am.
It truly is about the journey on a motorcycle. It’s about experiencing the world with all your senses heightened. It’s about feeling at peace. Because for those moments in time, all is well. You are truly in the present. There are no worries or stresses. Your mind, your heart, your soul is fully engaged with the here and now. And the wanderlust is sated…
It’s about feeling alive. Fully and completely alive. I truly live to ride and ride to live. And I’m am so grateful that 20 years ago, I began this love affair….with riding.
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!”
― Hunter S. Thompson