There’s something about motorcycling that makes it just… Fun. Even the rare (hooray for filtering!) occasions I get stuck in traffic, I’m still grinning. Sure, it’s kinda dangerous, mostly down to the lack of awareness of other drivers. And it takes your absolute focus. Perfect control. But it is truly joyous. It makes getting places fun. It is more than just a method of transport.

It isn’t all about the adrenaline. It isn’t all about dodging traffic. It is all about the feeling of alertness and connection. Of living.

I apologise[1] for the rambling and waxing lyrical, my bike is in the shop when I really want to be riding it!

I haven’t given the day much of a chance for anything else to happen. Now that I say that, it sounds wrong. Shouldn’t be letting the day happen to me. Instead I… and you… should be happening to the day. Kick its ass!

Last night I remembered reading about 10x. I’m certainly not the first to think on the idea, as a quick Google* of 10x will reveal. But it is beginning to grow on me. 10x is taking your limit, and setting a goal 10x that. Sound crazy? Good. That’s the point.

I have a couple ideas for how to 10x my life already. Some of which will be easier than others. I’d encourage you to think about how you can 10x too.

Signing off.

Thought for the day:

Carpe Scrotum (Grab life by the balls)

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[1] No. [2] This is a work in progress because of Android...