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I had a difficult relationship with my father. We got closer in his last years and spent more time with each other. Every once in a while he would ask what I thought about getting a license so we could ride together. Naaah, I would always answer. Too expensive, the family and kids, yada yada.
Then he got sick and could ride anymore. Every so often he asked me if I would like to have his bike. It was a hideous red BMW K75 from the 80's. And I would answer, naaah, the family and kids, too expensive, yada yada.
For a few years now, that BMW K75 is stood in our garage, reminding me of what could have been. I always pushed the thought back, there was always something more important to do. But a few weeks back, I just said fuck it and enrolled in classes. Got a helmet, jacket and everything last week and am so excited I'm finally starting!
Where we come from might be different - but I think I understand how you feel. Hope you're able to get riding soon!