I loved this. I remember all the crap I get from riding my bike. AT MY AGE — people like to add. I laugh. I’m better trained. More alert. A better rider than the kid who thinks they’re immortal. I’ve taken time to develop what you described in your article. It’s muscle memory. It kicks in automatically whether I’m down shifting to avoid some dumb ass who pulled out in front of me or starting CPR. It is is the ability to stand in the middle of a shit storm and Do The Things.
And it isn’t Magic. You work to develop it. And when the crisis passes and you’ve survived- you raise your glass and toast The Goddess for one more day. That this was not your day to die