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<blockquote data-quote="2Wheels" data-source="post: 205554" data-attributes="member: 3804"><p>I go to work sore! Fortunately I'm the boss/owner of my plumbing company so I can take it easy on myself and take random days off. (usually beautiful random riding days</p><p>off ha ha) I'm not trying to say you're a pansy for the knee not my meaning at all just saying you're not alone there. Pad up is</p><p>The best you can do and as Steve says ride inside your comfort zone. 17 yr old son wrecked ACL last year on the 125 got it repaired and he wrecked it again this week on the 450 and had surgery yesterday. As he was going under said mom please don't sell my bike. fkn-a no way son. If you wanna quit that's one thing but we'll never take it from you. </p><p>My story? ok here ya go </p><p>Jan 09 I went over the bars landed flat on a camelbak full of ice and water broke L-1 & L-2. Went into hospital in Jan and they sent me home in April in a wheelchair. First 3 weeks I was paralyzed from the waist down. Dead legs- nothing. Scary feeling for sure. Slowly got minimal feeling back but couldn't move. They gave up on me and sent me home after 90 days of rehab. Sent me home with all the medication in my file cabinet which was like 350 hydrocodones. I had em gone through in the first month. Eating 5 at a time fucking self-pity drooling wheelchair vegetable drug addict. Wife barely paying all the bills truck repo'd and sold my bike. Finally after a few months of this I took a hard look at myself and went after my rehab all on my own. No coach no pills no bullshit. A year and a half later I couldn't get a job cause I could barely walk so I started my own company. 6 years later I couldn't be happier. My company is a success beyond imagination. Years ago I told my wife I was going to buy her a new house and that's what I have done. She hasn't paid a single mortgage payment or bill in years. Do I still ride? Damn right! Got a garage full of bikes. Is it still scary? Damn right! I didnt get up out of that chair so I could hide in the corner. I'm proud of who I am and what I came from. I didn't die and sometimes I wished I had believe me, but as long as I'm alive I'm gonna live. You think that cancer kids and leukemia kids would be timid and afraid if they had their burden lifted? Id like to think not. Id like to think that if given the chance they would be up out of that hospital bed skateboarding and swimming and windsurfing and dirt biking. You owe it to them to live the life you have been given. Don't waste it being afraid, they wouldn't.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="2Wheels, post: 205554, member: 3804"] I go to work sore! Fortunately I'm the boss/owner of my plumbing company so I can take it easy on myself and take random days off. (usually beautiful random riding days off ha ha) I'm not trying to say you're a pansy for the knee not my meaning at all just saying you're not alone there. Pad up is The best you can do and as Steve says ride inside your comfort zone. 17 yr old son wrecked ACL last year on the 125 got it repaired and he wrecked it again this week on the 450 and had surgery yesterday. As he was going under said mom please don't sell my bike. fkn-a no way son. If you wanna quit that's one thing but we'll never take it from you. My story? ok here ya go Jan 09 I went over the bars landed flat on a camelbak full of ice and water broke L-1 & L-2. Went into hospital in Jan and they sent me home in April in a wheelchair. First 3 weeks I was paralyzed from the waist down. Dead legs- nothing. Scary feeling for sure. Slowly got minimal feeling back but couldn't move. They gave up on me and sent me home after 90 days of rehab. Sent me home with all the medication in my file cabinet which was like 350 hydrocodones. I had em gone through in the first month. Eating 5 at a time fucking self-pity drooling wheelchair vegetable drug addict. Wife barely paying all the bills truck repo'd and sold my bike. Finally after a few months of this I took a hard look at myself and went after my rehab all on my own. No coach no pills no bullshit. A year and a half later I couldn't get a job cause I could barely walk so I started my own company. 6 years later I couldn't be happier. My company is a success beyond imagination. Years ago I told my wife I was going to buy her a new house and that's what I have done. She hasn't paid a single mortgage payment or bill in years. Do I still ride? Damn right! Got a garage full of bikes. Is it still scary? Damn right! I didnt get up out of that chair so I could hide in the corner. I'm proud of who I am and what I came from. I didn't die and sometimes I wished I had believe me, but as long as I'm alive I'm gonna live. You think that cancer kids and leukemia kids would be timid and afraid if they had their burden lifted? Id like to think not. Id like to think that if given the chance they would be up out of that hospital bed skateboarding and swimming and windsurfing and dirt biking. You owe it to them to live the life you have been given. Don't waste it being afraid, they wouldn't. [/QUOTE]
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