My first track day was 2009 and I started racing midway through the 2010 season.
Oh wow, so not as long as I had the impression. You wasted no time getting into racing, whereas I waited about 3-4 years. Did my first track day at the end of 2010, and only really started racing in 2015 off an on when I get the chance.My first track day was 2009 and I started racing midway through the 2010 season.
Bumping for the 2019 season.Damn, that is some scary stuff there. Everyone has their own level of risk that they are willing to accept to be able to ride. For some people, that first crash is all it takes to get them to reassess their priorities. Others go much further. For me, I think I could stop myself from breathing before I could stop myself from riding. This sport may be the death of me, and I would die a happy and fulfilled man. There is no right or wrong choice here...it is entirely up to the individual. I have had many broken bones, torn ligaments, bleeding, internal damage, and multiple concussions...and I am still racing
A little bit of a sidetrack here about a racer mentality. Most riders when they have a near-crash slow down. They worry, have doubt, or are simply fearful and that causes them to slow. For me, I do the opposite. Dumb, I know but it is true. This last year I had a 'moment' coming out of a turn where I actually highsided the bike but somehow landed back on the seat and was able to keep going. I mean my feet were over my shoulders. I never rolled off the gas and my subsequent lap was actually faster.
When something like that happens I get this feeling in my head that tells me 'Whoa, that was close. There was no way that you should still be on two wheels...BUT YOU ARE! SHIT YEAH! I AM MOTHER F#&$ING INVINCIBLE!' and I grip that throttle harder. Probably not the smartest thing ever, but that's what happens for me.
Kudos to you for getting back on that horse and continuing to do what you love. Some day, you may decide that you do not love to ride any more and that is the day that you must walk away. I am truly hoping that this day never comes for me, but if it does I will walk (limp, crawl) away without a single moment of regret.