doing what u love and adult life

Normal thinking says that I should lay low, but I am really good at being an athlete, and an extreme sports kind of guy no matter what my age. I am a professional skydiver and have been for 15+ years.
So for me to not always try to progress and make myself better at things that I love to do is analogous to slowing down, getting old, giving up, and dying.
I love, love, love living, and for me to not be pushing the boundaries, is to live life as a follower, and I just cannot be that guy.

My mind does not fit into a box of any size, and I dont rely on what "others" tell me is good for me, and never have.
I will always take the more difficult path, because to me what is easy, has never been worth the prize, and the defeat of never having tried to be the best at whatever we endeavor is the exact opposite of what it means to live, or be alive.
Stagnancy is not an option, and forward and upward is the only way IMO.
I may not always achieve that, but even in trying and losing, I still move in that direction...
This post makes me think of the quote by Jack London:
The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
Jack London was a very wise man. I believe he also rode a CR 500 FAF. :prof:
 
The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
This is exactly my spirit.
I will never stop living.
At the end of the day, what really matters?
For me? My son.
He is my whole reason for living.

And I teach him this; (keep in mind I live near poverty level, and his mother (my ex) makes 100K+ yearly).
I tell him that $$$ means nothing!
When you die there is only ONE THING you will take with you...and that is the relationships you made when you were here.
The Ferrari's, mansions, and high-society things are not coming with you, period.
But what your life's impact on another human being will stick...

When I die, I will judge the value of my life not by how much I gained while here, but by how many people that went out of their way to come to my funeral.
To me, that is the true definition of "success".
 
Normal thinking says that I should lay low, but I am really good at being an athlete, and an extreme sports kind of guy no matter what my age. I am a professional skydiver and have been for 15+ years.
So for me to not always try to progress and make myself better at things that I love to do is analogous to slowing down, getting old, giving up, and dying.
I love, love, love living, and for me to not be pushing the boundaries, is to live life as a follower, and I just cannot be that guy.

My mind does not fit into a box of any size, and I dont rely on what "others" tell me is good for me, and never have.
I will always take the more difficult path, because to me what is easy, has never been worth the prize, and the defeat of never having tried to be the best at whatever we endeavor is the exact opposite of what it means to live, or be alive.
Stagnancy is not an option, and forward and upward is the only way IMO.
I may not always achieve that, but even in trying and losing, I still move in that direction...
 
This is exactly my spirit.
I will never stop living.
At the end of the day, what really matters?
For me? My son.
He is my whole reason for living.

And I teach him this; (keep in mind I live near poverty level, and his mother (my ex) makes 100K+ yearly).
I tell him that $$$ means nothing!
When you die there is only ONE THING you will take with you...and that is the relationships you made when you were here.
The Ferrari's, mansions, and high-society things are not coming with you, period.
But what your life's impact on another human being will stick...

When I die, I will judge the value of my life not by how much I gained while here, but by how many people that went out of their way to come to my funeral.
To me, that is the true definition of "success".


Funny thing that I learned about what you leave behind. You can teach ALL of that about love and relationships, and you can live that way and look at life that way. You can do that and still be financially successful. You can come from bankrupt background, a 60 dollar a month rental, lose your father at 13 etc and see everything your family owned leave in a truck bound for auction. (you even get over the stares from others in a small town that consider the kind of thing a disgrace.)

What I have found is that you have more luck building those relationships and helping others if you can help yourself first. In doing that I was able to give more than just moral support and and hand holding.

All that said, here is something that about anybody can do without spending or being able to spend a dime: There seem to be groups in every city of 100,000 or more that provide meals to school kids who can't afford them. Most of those kids come from families who have no jobs, and get this, these kids may not know anyone who actually has a "real" job. Hell Jessie and her warehouse job would absolutely be foreign to them.
Anyway, if you get involved with those groups, and can demonstrate (rather than just repeat the trite advice of staying in school) and tell them how you got your career, how the company you work for hires etc. you can provide something they can't get at home. When you stop and think about how hard it would be to come from place where no one works, not to follow the example is harder than those kids can imagine. Oh, one trip doesn't do it. You need to follow the group and keep encouraging them to stay involved in something positive, whether it is books or stick and ball sorts of things that require disciplined approaches. Most of them aren't learning that at home.

Just my thoughts,
 
Son took another big hit yesterday. Braking bumps into a berm and grabbed an accidental handful of throttle. Overshot berm and got 'clotheslined' by a large tree limb. Broken clav x2 vertibrae x2 collapsed lung broken rib fractured hip. Still at hospital now in post op for the clav, machine keeping the lung inflated till the puncture heals and surgeon walks by and says "gonna get back on that dirtbike?" He's just coming out of the anesthesia and says "as soon as I leave here"
My wife looks at me like I had better be glad I'm in a hospital because shes going to kill me.
Last night she says "so are you done now? After my long pause says "you have to think about it? I'm sorry if that sounded like a question because it wasn't."

yeah she's mad now but she'll come around. I hate seeing my boy like this. Think he may need a hiatus until he comes to realize his own mortality. Fkn second ride back from ACL #2 and this is what happens gdamnit. Hopefully this will rattle the cage and he'll back it down next time. Probably not though, he learned how to not learn from the best.
 
Oh Jesus dude, I'm sorry!
I've been injured before, and it sucks.
But he's a kid so he'll be fine, and will have a quick and full recovery.
I'm sending all my good juju vibes your way.

I just spent yesterday morning at the track, and when I show up, my main objective is to make it to work Monday morning. I am happy that I did. Almost crashed once though. Definitely got more air than I ever have before, but that is always in the back of my mind...
 
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jesus! thats a narly hit little dude took...glad hes ok..(for the most part..)..i too am sending good vibes ur way..hope he heals up soon..on the plus side they say a broken bone heals up stronger than before not sure how true that is but lets hope haha...
 
they say a broken bone heals up stronger than before
Hey Jess!
Where you been? How's that CR80 running?
Yes the bone is stronger at the fracture point when healed, but you will always feel the pain from that site later in life unfortunately.
On the bright side, he'll be a damn good weatherman soon :doh:.
I can usually tell about 3 days out when it's gonna rain.
 
The only bone I ever broke was my lh collar bone, I'm 26 and I already feel it on occasion
You're only 26 and have over 7000 posts? Damn son!
I broke my left collarbone when I was 14 playing football, or "kill the guy with the ball" in my neighbors back yard. It dont offer much advice to the weather, unlike my knees.
I can be lying in bed, at 3am, and tell you if it's cloudy outside, without ever looking out the window.
That is what those with bone injuries have to look forward to.
Respond to this thread in 20 years and tell me I'm right.
 
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