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Oomis - One of Our Own.

Happy New Year Omar! How's it going?

Happy (belated?) New Year!

I'm back at outpatient physio, which is kicking my ***. I go back to the surgeons at Sunnybrook on Tuesday for an assessment. Ideally they'll tell me that the bone graft has gone well and I will have no further need for surgery. It's weighing heavily on me, to be honest. I mean, it's not like I have a choice - if I need another surgery, I need it, but going back into the hospital and rehab... man, I just don't want to get back on that treadmill. I'm feeling strong; hobbling around short distances with no cane or crutches, and managing stairs better than ever, so I am trusting that this is a good sign.

On another note, I've decided that I will ride again. As you can imagine, this was a big decision. A year ago, I would have told you that I couldn't have imagined my life without riding. All this has put that into perspective and I have had a lot of time to consider what things would be like if I hung up my gloves, and I got to a place where I was really ok with the idea of not riding again. I don't think there's a sane person alive who could have gone through all this and just jumped back on a bike without processing things.

For me, it came down to a couple of things. If (ever) I was going to quit riding, I wanted it to be on my terms, not because I was too risk-averse to ever get back on. I also thought long and hard about what Linda would have thought about things, and I know in my heart she would have supported the decision to ride again. She knew how much riding added to my life, how much happier riding made me and how much it enriched my life with friends and experiences. She'd be ok with it.

It's just a matter of how quickly I can get strong. Swinging a leg over a tall ADV bike, which is the most comfortable kind of bike for me, is a tall order. I have to get my legs strong enough, and I don't know if that's going to be something I can do this season. So I'm potentially facing a Spyder or a sidecar. Plusses and minuses to both...

Anyway, I'm just working hard over here. Physically, mentally and emotionally. I'm just working hard.

O.
 
Good to hear your progress Oomis, thanks for the update.

I think riding again would be an important part of recovery. Kinda like you say, you don't want this episode to define the rest of your life more than it has to. Take back control. Not easy, but you're obviously smart and strong so you can do it. Did you have a group of riding buddies who could support you? Do you know Goldie? She's been on the receiving end of a few SMIDSY events and kept riding, maybe she has some advice to share?
 
Good to hear your progress Oomis, thanks for the update.

I think riding again would be an important part of recovery. Kinda like you say, you don't want this episode to define the rest of your life more than it has to. Take back control. Not easy, but you're obviously smart and strong so you can do it. Did you have a group of riding buddies who could support you? Do you know Goldie? She's been on the receiving end of a few SMIDSY events and kept riding, maybe she has some advice to share?

Goldie with the GSXR 750?
 
@Oomis glad you're coming to terms with the fallout of this tragic accident. I can tell this community holds you in very high regard and will support you in whatever way possible.

Best wishes on your continued recovery.
 
.....It's just a matter of how quickly I can get strong. Swinging a leg over a tall ADV bike, which is the most comfortable kind of bike for me, is a tall order. I have to get my legs strong enough, and I don't know if that's going to be something I can do this season. So I'm potentially facing a Spyder or a sidecar. Plusses and minuses to both....

Why push it? Start over and get on a smaller standard and work up to it again.
 
as a relative newcomer
I've just been reading and keeping my yap shut

but decided to comment as your story is...sad, and inspiring
don't know how you find the mental courage, best of luck
 
Why push it? Start over and get on a smaller standard and work up to it again.

Not sure if you grasp this man's proportions. He's tall. Like 6'5" minimum. Anything smaller than most adventure bikes simply don't fit. I can understand his dilemma quite clearly (I'm not near that tall, but know his height quite well - he's the "Beige Mountain" for a reason).

If he needs to spend a season or 2 on a Spyder, I say, without a doubt, "GO FOR IT!"
The man inspires me every single day - plain and simple.
 
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Happy (belated?) New Year!

I'm back at outpatient physio, which is kicking my ***. I go back to the surgeons at Sunnybrook on Tuesday for an assessment. Ideally they'll tell me that the bone graft has gone well and I will have no further need for surgery. It's weighing heavily on me, to be honest. I mean, it's not like I have a choice - if I need another surgery, I need it, but going back into the hospital and rehab... man, I just don't want to get back on that treadmill. I'm feeling strong; hobbling around short distances with no cane or crutches, and managing stairs better than ever, so I am trusting that this is a good sign.

On another note, I've decided that I will ride again. As you can imagine, this was a big decision. A year ago, I would have told you that I couldn't have imagined my life without riding. All this has put that into perspective and I have had a lot of time to consider what things would be like if I hung up my gloves, and I got to a place where I was really ok with the idea of not riding again. I don't think there's a sane person alive who could have gone through all this and just jumped back on a bike without processing things.

For me, it came down to a couple of things. If (ever) I was going to quit riding, I wanted it to be on my terms, not because I was too risk-averse to ever get back on. I also thought long and hard about what Linda would have thought about things, and I know in my heart she would have supported the decision to ride again. She knew how much riding added to my life, how much happier riding made me and how much it enriched my life with friends and experiences. She'd be ok with it.

It's just a matter of how quickly I can get strong. Swinging a leg over a tall ADV bike, which is the most comfortable kind of bike for me, is a tall order. I have to get my legs strong enough, and I don't know if that's going to be something I can do this season. So I'm potentially facing a Spyder or a sidecar. Plusses and minuses to both...

Anyway, I'm just working hard over here. Physically, mentally and emotionally. I'm just working hard.

O.
Great to hear you say you want to ride again.

Every Thursday you can take a Spyder for a demo ride at Snow City. My wife has one and I do enjoy riding it. It does not lean, but I believe that will be a great thing for you as it is so planted and safe to ride.
 
Not sure if you grasp this man's proportions. He's tall. Like 6'5" minimum. Anything smaller than most adventure bikes simply don't fit. I can understand his dilemma quite clearly (I'm not near that tall, but know his height quite well - he's the "Beige Mountain" for a reason).

If he needs to spend a season or 2 on a Spyder, I say, without a doubt, "GO FOR IT!"
The man inspires me every single day - plain and simple.

Nicely stated. Inspiration for us all.
 
Happy (belated?) New Year!

I'm back at outpatient physio, which is kicking my ***. I go back to the surgeons at Sunnybrook on Tuesday for an assessment. Ideally they'll tell me that the bone graft has gone well and I will have no further need for surgery. It's weighing heavily on me, to be honest. I mean, it's not like I have a choice - if I need another surgery, I need it, but going back into the hospital and rehab... man, I just don't want to get back on that treadmill. I'm feeling strong; hobbling around short distances with no cane or crutches, and managing stairs better than ever, so I am trusting that this is a good sign.

On another note, I've decided that I will ride again. As you can imagine, this was a big decision. A year ago, I would have told you that I couldn't have imagined my life without riding. All this has put that into perspective and I have had a lot of time to consider what things would be like if I hung up my gloves, and I got to a place where I was really ok with the idea of not riding again. I don't think there's a sane person alive who could have gone through all this and just jumped back on a bike without processing things.

For me, it came down to a couple of things. If (ever) I was going to quit riding, I wanted it to be on my terms, not because I was too risk-averse to ever get back on. I also thought long and hard about what Linda would have thought about things, and I know in my heart she would have supported the decision to ride again. She knew how much riding added to my life, how much happier riding made me and how much it enriched my life with friends and experiences. She'd be ok with it.

It's just a matter of how quickly I can get strong. Swinging a leg over a tall ADV bike, which is the most comfortable kind of bike for me, is a tall order. I have to get my legs strong enough, and I don't know if that's going to be something I can do this season. So I'm potentially facing a Spyder or a sidecar. Plusses and minuses to both...

Anyway, I'm just working hard over here. Physically, mentally and emotionally. I'm just working hard.

O.

Awesome!! Best update so far. So glad to hear you're progressing and going to get on the saddle again. Looking forward to meeting on the road someday soon.

I was thinking a lowered GS could work better for you in the interim, but it would probably be pricey to upgrade the suspension to the standard height down the road. Would be pretty sweet if you could get on a GS again. Worst case as you'd mention, maybe pickup a used Spyder that you can turn around and sell a season or two later with little depreciation, and then go for that ADV bike.

Here's to hoping for no more surgery!
 
I paid a visit to BMW Toronto yesterday with the intention of just trying to swing a leg over a GS1200 to see if I could do it and how difficult it was going to be. I was greeted like a returning war hero by the Motorrad staff there; they know me well there.

With some difficulty, I managed to swing a leg over a (standard height) GS, which told me that in time as I continue to get stronger and more flexible, getting on and off a taller bike like this won't be an insurmountable (pun intended) problem. When I settled into the saddle and picked the bike up off the side stand, I was just overcome with emotion.

If you had asked me last year if I could have ever imagined myself not riding, I would have told you with certainty that I could not imagine that world. That riding was so important to me that I wasn't sure who I would be without it. With all that has happened, I've had a lot of time to think. Early on, when I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to keep my foot, and while I was initially processing all that's been lost, I had to seriously consider what a life without riding might be like. I got settled into a place where I understood who I could be like without riding.

As things progressed, and it became clear that I was going to be able to keep my foot, and that I would be able to get strong enough to recover most of my mobility eventually, I started thinking about riding again. In the end, I came to the decision that I am not going to let the driver that has already taken so much from me take this away. Maybe I'll never ride the big distances I used to, maybe I will. Maybe I'll ride 'till I'm 80, maybe I won't, but if I decide to hang up my boots it will be my decision.

Not his.
 
I don't know you, and you don't know me, but I can tell you that your story is truly inspirational. Thank you sincerely for sharing with us. Stay strong and continue recovering.

I paid a visit to BMW Toronto yesterday with the intention of just trying to swing a leg over a GS1200 to see if I could do it and how difficult it was going to be. I was greeted like a returning war hero by the Motorrad staff there; they know me well there.

With some difficulty, I managed to swing a leg over a (standard height) GS, which told me that in time as I continue to get stronger and more flexible, getting on and off a taller bike like this won't be an insurmountable (pun intended) problem. When I settled into the saddle and picked the bike up off the side stand, I was just overcome with emotion.

If you had asked me last year if I could have ever imagined myself not riding, I would have told you with certainty that I could not imagine that world. That riding was so important to me that I wasn't sure who I would be without it. With all that has happened, I've had a lot of time to think. Early on, when I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to keep my foot, and while I was initially processing all that's been lost, I had to seriously consider what a life without riding might be like. I got settled into a place where I understood who I could be like without riding.

As things progressed, and it became clear that I was going to be able to keep my foot, and that I would be able to get strong enough to recover most of my mobility eventually, I started thinking about riding again. In the end, I came to the decision that I am not going to let the driver that has already taken so much from me take this away. Maybe I'll never ride the big distances I used to, maybe I will. Maybe I'll ride 'till I'm 80, maybe I won't, but if I decide to hang up my boots it will be my decision.

Not his.
 
Right on Omar. Good to hear your getting back out there again. See ya on the road, or even maybe, on the track again one day!

I paid a visit to BMW Toronto yesterday with the intention of just trying to swing a leg over a GS1200 to see if I could do it and how difficult it was going to be. I was greeted like a returning war hero by the Motorrad staff there; they know me well there.

With some difficulty, I managed to swing a leg over a (standard height) GS, which told me that in time as I continue to get stronger and more flexible, getting on and off a taller bike like this won't be an insurmountable (pun intended) problem. When I settled into the saddle and picked the bike up off the side stand, I was just overcome with emotion.

If you had asked me last year if I could have ever imagined myself not riding, I would have told you with certainty that I could not imagine that world. That riding was so important to me that I wasn't sure who I would be without it. With all that has happened, I've had a lot of time to think. Early on, when I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to keep my foot, and while I was initially processing all that's been lost, I had to seriously consider what a life without riding might be like. I got settled into a place where I understood who I could be like without riding.

As things progressed, and it became clear that I was going to be able to keep my foot, and that I would be able to get strong enough to recover most of my mobility eventually, I started thinking about riding again. In the end, I came to the decision that I am not going to let the driver that has already taken so much from me take this away. Maybe I'll never ride the big distances I used to, maybe I will. Maybe I'll ride 'till I'm 80, maybe I won't, but if I decide to hang up my boots it will be my decision.

Not his.
 
I paid a visit to BMW Toronto yesterday with the intention of just trying to swing a leg over a GS1200 to see if I could do it and how difficult it was going to be. I was greeted like a returning war hero by the Motorrad staff there; they know me well there.

With some difficulty, I managed to swing a leg over a (standard height) GS, which told me that in time as I continue to get stronger and more flexible, getting on and off a taller bike like this won't be an insurmountable (pun intended) problem. When I settled into the saddle and picked the bike up off the side stand, I was just overcome with emotion.

If you had asked me last year if I could have ever imagined myself not riding, I would have told you with certainty that I could not imagine that world. That riding was so important to me that I wasn't sure who I would be without it. With all that has happened, I've had a lot of time to think. Early on, when I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to keep my foot, and while I was initially processing all that's been lost, I had to seriously consider what a life without riding might be like. I got settled into a place where I understood who I could be like without riding.

As things progressed, and it became clear that I was going to be able to keep my foot, and that I would be able to get strong enough to recover most of my mobility eventually, I started thinking about riding again. In the end, I came to the decision that I am not going to let the driver that has already taken so much from me take this away. Maybe I'll never ride the big distances I used to, maybe I will. Maybe I'll ride 'till I'm 80, maybe I won't, but if I decide to hang up my boots it will be my decision.

Not his.

Amazing! Wish I was there to see it. I can picture the scene with Tim, Andrew and the rest of them (I got my GS from Downtown as well). Looking forward to more updates, it's been a great start to 2018.
 
Crossposted from ADVrider:

Well, I put a deposit down on a new GS. The boys at the dealership treated me well, so Hans and Frans are building it now. More or less fully optioned, I suppose. I went with the new TFT screen, despite the fact that it's probably not money well spent. It's blingy, I guess.

What was new for me was buying all the farkles all at once; something I had never done before. Every other time it's been in pits and pieces, dribs and drabs. Since I had one before, I know this time around how I want the bike set up.

Holy sticker shock... Altrider skidplate, uppers and lowers and a set of Jesse bags, forget the rest of the little stuff...
 

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