Guys. It's not meant to be a bash PJ fest. I certainly did not intend for it to be a whine either. We got missed plain and simple. I didn't get to ride this weekend for two reasons. First, I had sick kids. Still do. I can't just take off and leave them to coughing and puking. Secondly, the cold. Minus 20-30 degress every morning for the last 30 days or so. I'd have to rejet my pilots and needles and with the turbo installed that's kind of a pain to do.
It's not about the money. I make the money. You two are exremely lucky. Both of you have wives and kids that don't seem to care that you go away every weekend and leave them behind. My kids get upset. I really don't care what my wifes thinks, it's more my kids. Believe me, if I could leave every weekend and ride I would. That would be a dream come true. And I don't care what Mike or Shawn do. Neither of them have families.
Trust me, I don't enjoy staying at home. In fact I hate it with every fiber in my being. I get impatient, moody, stressed and you can tell. The weekends that I stay home is reflected in my internet activity. There is nothing to do. So I let my boredom get the best of me. Do I know how to fix it? Nope.
If my wife and kids allowed me to spend whatever, go wherever and do whatever I'd be HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY. Not a thing to complain about. I haven't ridden since New Years and it's buggin the sh*t outta me.