I ride a motorcycle. Every chance I get. I enjoy the wind blowing all around me. The feel of the highway. The smell of the air. It is one of my favorite things to do.
I am extremely aware when I am on the motorcycle. I know that if I don’t pay attention, I don’t have anything around me to protect me (seatbelt, airbag, etc). For this reason I watch and I respond.
I was driving down I 44 the other day and was 8 feet behind and to the right of the car in front of me. I was gaining on them. Without warning (or a blinker) the cut over into my lane and sped up. I suppose they remembered they had to be somewhere and quit Sunday driving. Or they had their head in the clouds. I don’t know. I got upset in a hurry.
I got into their lane and shot forward. I pulled up beside and looked in their window. I wanted them to realize that they just did a dangerous (and inconsiderate) thing. Had I not hit the break when they cut in front of me I would have run into them. I didn’t yell at the person. I didn’t swear at the person. I did express my displeasure. Feeling like I made my point, I rode off.
I am responsible for me. In whatever situation. I am responsible for me. I have to make good decisions. There are times that other peoples lives can be affected by those decisions. If I don’t pay attention when I drive, a wife and son could lose a husband and father. That isn’t going to happen on my watch.
I know that things happen that are out of my control, but God willing, if I watch what I am doing, I will make it home…and so will they guy in the red Toyota Corolla.