|Why do I ride?
Here's an essay I wrote for our local Connecticut Cruise News:
Dimes & Throttles
By: Chris Loynd
My day turned on a dime with the twist of a throttle.
I slogged through a summer midweek workday, torrents of rejections beating my brow. First I traveled a goodly distance only to witness a deal fall through. If the numbers didn’t work, why not tell me over the phone? You had to drag me halfway across the state to disappoint me in person? Besides, it was your proposal in the first place!
Next I get an extremely firm “no” on a sale that I was so sure would be an easy “yes.” (As my friend Al says, “There are no ‘slam dunks’ in sales.”) Then a story I wrote was rejected. Finally phone calls were not returned.
As they say, “Some days you eat the bear; some days the bear eats you.”
What to do?
I could have sulked home to wallow in self pity, mindlessly melting into cable TV. I could have had a drink or five at the bar. I felt like punching something.
Instead at the end of this very frustrating day I saddled up my Harley and rode off to attend a cruise night.
My big Springer respects me, and I her. She’s only stock, still her TwinCam 88B leapt to my command as I shot up the ramp to I-95, once again in control of my world. I demanded and received my space in traffic, signaling my intentions to other drivers who acknowledged my presence.
Farther up Route 25 past Monroe the road narrows as traffic lessens. A push on the bars here a stomp of the shifter there and the road flowed under me and in its current my troubles dissolved, washing away down the stream of pavement behind me.
My thoughts cleansed too as memories of rides past danced around the edges of my road-ahead concentration. Rides in the sun. Rides in the rain. Closeness of Kangamangaus. Openness of Wyoming. Fun of Daytona. Solemnity of Rolling Thunder.
Reverie was broken by destination as I rode into the warm and familiar embrace of my fellow bikers, most all of whom I did not know. Nevertheless there is instant camaraderie born of shared passion for chrome and common challenges in riding two wheels instead of four.
Chatting with other riders about all things motorcycles, I munched on a free hot dog and enjoyed deejay music. All was right with my world once again.
Then my phone rang.
Good news on a national story I had pursued since May! The editor is interested. How soon can we do it? We set an interview two weeks hence.
Finishing my phone call I saw a familiar face across a row of bikes. A sales prospect I had been pursuing had time to talk. We shared some stories – I got a chance to work in my pitch – and we both agreed to pursue the next step in the near future.
Have you have heard of the Law of Attraction? It is a new age concept asserting that what we see in our lives is mere reflection of our own attitudes. To get what you want, you must BE what you want, the Law says.
Actually it is an old concept. The Bible says, “Judge not,
lest you be judged. For with what measurement you judge, you shall
be judged; and with what measure you give, it shall be given to
you.” Or in a more positive reinforcement, “Ask, and it
shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be
opened unto you.”
Closed course, professional rider, do not attempt!
Many others have tried to explain the Law of Attraction. James Allen in his book, As a Man Thinketh. offers, “All that a man achieves and all that he fails to achieve is the direct result of his own thoughts.” Napoleon Hill wrote a famous book in 1937, Think and Grow Rich, condensing the wisdom of 500 of the world’s wealthiest industrialists. The book’s title shows how Hill felt about the Law of Attraction. He wrote, “Truly, thoughts are things – and powerful things at that . . . . Whatever the mind of man can conceive and believe, it can achieve.” Psychologist William James put it this way, “The greatest discovery of my generation is that man can alter his life simply by altering his attitude of mind.”
These wise men tell us the Law of Attraction is as sure as the Law of Gravity. But we doubt it is so. After all, it is very easy to demonstrate the Law of Gravity. On a warm summer night with a wondrous ride on my motorcycle, I came to see that it is just as easy to demonstrate the Law of Attraction.