At the end of the day it's not my passion for riding or the inevitable injuries, expenses, and time and money away from home that give me pause, it's the overwhelming amount of idiots on the road who text and drive today. I am not sure if I want to play the numbers game anymore and down here you have to use a lot of main roads in order to get to the less traveled ones, it's impossible to completely escape the cagers.
That's exactly what the problem is for me. I used to always say that if I died on my bike, it would be because of a deer - they are so damn unpredictable! Now, I think it would be a texter. Damn them all!
But I can't seem to muster the courage to sell the bike...