Two wheel training

When the weather gets like this in the month of January, I can't help but become frustrated because its a tease for spring. Warm weather means get on my bike and ride. Its very similar to the state of euphoria that we feel when we set foot in the kwoon and train. So many different senses are awakened and yes even with a motorcycle there is still the quest for center. I spend whatever time I can performing regular maintenance and check fluids, revamp or replace certain parts. Researching and checking out new parts and deciding what upgrade will make it go faster, handle better, and impose constant and concrete reliability. Observe and ponder the mechanics of it all and use every moment I can to educate myself on all aspects . Honing the skills I know and diving into the unknown, the challenge of taking worn out or expired components apart and putting it all back together to make it perform like new or beyond. The importance of recording in a maintenance journal of all I have done and what I have learnt so the option to always look back and have the reference of mistakes  I made and ended up pushing my bike home or just before bringing the beast alive to look down and see a leak or return from a ride and discovering a bolt I may have missed. To track all the different fluids that have gone in and when its time to change a filter. After all the trial and error is experienced and the understanding of the mechanics is understood, I can now become one with the void of riding. Smelling the different scents of nature, being sensitive to the different temperature changes, and of course the risk of it all. You and a space of less than a foot from the asphalt at speeds much faster than we're meant to be. Steering the bike with your hips and not just from your shoulders but basing all off your center. navigating a corner and just when to let off and set up and when to gun it. The calm and then the immediate reaction it takes to steer around a deer, or head butting a sea gull at about 120. ( that almost knocked me out). Some times its just a casual ride on a back country road and then next thing you know someone doesn't see you and rolls out of a drive way right in front of you. You experience an incredible adrenalin dump but deep down you know, if you don't stay cool and in control, you are going down or you might freak out and seize up and ride straight into a tree. Not panicking are the only way to not lay down your bike. But there may come a time when the only way to survive is to lay the bike down and hope for the best.
What does this have to do with Kung Fu?To some, not a damn thing, to others, if you change some of the words too training, forms, kicks, journalling, techniques, sparring, diet, stretching, break falls, confrontation, triumphs and let downs, it may be deciphered as a code of relation to Kung Fu.
Brian Chervenka