When Is It Time to Sell Your Bike?

by Her Motorcycle
(So Cal)

All right ladies, it is time to start thinking about your riding, or more to the point, your lack of riding. Your poor motorcycle is setting in the garage with a three-inch coating of dust and the fine lines of potential dry rot setting in the tires. It’s not only sad to see, it’s practically criminal. So, the question came to mind once or twice, not only from your hubby but your mother and finally, most recently from yourself, is it time to sell the bike? Are you ready to let her go? Are you ready to let that part of your life go?

When did you stop riding, and why? Sure, you stopped during the winter, but you always came back in spring. What happened to you? What made you stop craving the bone jarring feel of the open road beneath you? When did you stop caring for the bike that has taken you on so many memorable road trips?

If you are realistically not going to get back on the bike, it is time to sell it. If you are not missing her, not pining for the sound of the motor and the feeling of the summer wind as it scrapes across your face, it is time to sell. If you do not have the time, money or energy to keep it in top running condition, it is time to sell.

Think about it: Are you being fair to the bike to leave it dying all alone in the garage? Are you being fair to yourself to not get back out there on that bike? There are a million reasons or excuses you can use not to get back on the road, but what it comes down to is the simple fact that you do not want to. You have to want it to make the time. You have to want it to figure out the logistics. If you don’t want to do any of that, it is time to sell your bike.

There was a woman, a very nice woman who loved her bike, really, really loved it. She rode from the time she was in her final year of college and every single spring thereafter. She got married and kept riding but she found herself riding less and less. Then she had a baby and her time spent on the living, breathing asphalt grew even smaller. Soon she was down to two or three rides a summer if that. A second baby came along and she was down to a single ride every year. And now, here is the bike.

Don’t keep the bike because you think you have to. Don’t keep the bike because you are going to eventually try to get back onto that leather seat. You stomp into that family room and tell hubby that you will be back in a bit, and hop on that bike, roaring out of suburbia into the wild blue yonder that is out there just beyond your quiet neighborhood. If you can’t do it right now, then it is time to sell the bike.