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When I make a big save on the motorcycle, that always leaves a mark and gives me an afterglow. Mix of adrenaline peak and then its descent, relief, being proud
by JumpinJack_Cash 3y ago
When I make a big save on the motorcycle, that always leaves a mark and gives me an afterglow. Mix of adrenaline peak and then its descent, relief, being proud of yourself because Nature and Physics were about to end on top and screwing you real bad, but your reflexes turned the storyline around.
The brain knows that had you not made the save you'd have a good chance of ending up in a hospital bed, significant chance of becoming paralyzed, and non-zero chance of dying on the road like a dog.
The days after are really great, everything is much better. The food tastes better, the sky is bluer, the water is more refreshing etc.
Humans, especially men are made to go out in the wild and put their bodies on the line to face Nature and all the elements that she throws back at them.
When you put your body on the line and you make it back after defeating the elements, that's a feeling that is superior to drugs
- rubicon33 3y agoI find this post fascinating. We are essentially two diametrically opposed people, who agree on the same premise. We both agree that we (humans) are meant to take risks and live exciting lives, but you apparently have the courage to do that, and I do not. I fear injury and death. Nothing sounds more horrible to me than being paralyzed for the majority of my life. When I was growing up a dad from down the street ended up losing his life in a biking accident. He gave up a wonderful family, and a stable quiet life in the suburbs. I think witnessing that really shaped me and caused me to turn away from dangerous sports. Yet, I recognize how deeply I would enjoy flooring it on a freeway onramp, or jumping off a cliff in a squirrel suit. I'm just not willing to risk it all, I guess.