Sorry to hear that you crashed, but I also did on my first ride. I wasn’t going nearly that fast, in fact I was making a left turn from a stop. I was in my neighborhood on a street with virtually no traffic (thankfully). The street I was turning onto was kind of narrow and cars were parked along both sides. I hit the throttle too hard during the turn and I target fixated on the car and curb that I was rapidly approaching. Luckily I went into the curb instead of the car, but I tried to save the bike by putting my leg down and really pulled my hamstring. Didn’t make the save either, but the footpeg kept it from going all the way down, so I got it back up and turned it off just before I puked on the side of the road.
I sat there for about 15 minutes trying to figure out if I had torn my muscle or not. There were two ladies across the street that saw me do it, and they quickly turned and walked away. Thanks for asking if I was okay!
Anyways, I gathered myself and got back on. I almost went straight home to ice, medicate, and wash the taste out of my mouth, but I turned back around and did the same corner again before going home. I knew I couldn’t carry that memory or it would weigh too much on my mind. This time, I took it slowly, looked where I wanted to go instead of at the cars and curb, and made it just fine.
I’m kind of glad it happened. It really deflated that initial enthusiasm, so I’m far more careful now than I would otherwise be. I remember thinking just before my crash about how confident I felt even though I’d only ridden a total of 10 hours on a motorcycle at that point, and not in any traffic or intersections. Then…BAM! Really brought me back to reality in a quick way. I’m hoping the pain in my leg stays around for awhile, because it’s a good reminder for me to be careful everytime I have to throw my leg over. Take care, and I hope your ribs heal up soon!