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As you know by now, I never thought that I’d go back to work for someone else but myself. I thought that I would sit on a few Boards and go to a Board meeting or two every month. Maybe I would even take a few calls from those CEO’s, give them advice, then load up my Ducati 998R into my trailer, hop in my Ford F350 Diesel Long Bed, hauling 40+ feet of steel down the interstate for another racetrack to “exercise” my Superbike.

Before becoming interested enough in a company to actually work full-time, that’s what I did. I used to race around on my very fast, very special, Ducati Superbike at race tracks around California with both professional and semi-professional motorcycle racers. These days were called “Track Days” where motorcycle enthusiasts could take their motorcycles on real race tracks and wring the necks of their bike of choice. Dangerous. Exhilarating. Fulfilling. Perfect for someone like myself. I was obsessed with learning the craft of man and machine versus the track. Talk about a truly individual sport. But it’s so much more than that. It’s a life lesson.

Here’s the weird thing. There are lessons to be learned from a completely different activity, in this case, riding a motorcycle around a racetrack, sometimes at speeds in excess of 170 mph, and lessons in business. I took many motorcycle racing schools, everything from Freddie Spencer to Star School. My favorite school was Jason Pridmore’s Star School. Jason is a talented and accomplished, professional motorcycle racer. He’s also a great guy. He taught me a lot about myself and now that I think about it, a lot about business.

What do you learn at a motorcycle racing school, you ask?

• Self preservation. One of the first things that I learned from Jason was overriding the brain’s automatic function of self preservation. The human brain is amazing. It will do everything in its power to stop you from doing something stupid that could harm you. Imagine yourself on a motorcycle, going into a turn at 120+ mph, knee dragging on the pavement with the intention of passing another rider before or during a turn. Your brain automatically says to you, “Sam, slow down, don’t pass him, maybe you can do it later.” Jason taught me how to overcome this fear. In business, we all have the same fear, especially if you’re the CEO of a start-up, with a successful past. Do you want to chance this now? Maybe later. Overcoming this innate fear is mandatory before you can get to the second tier of motorcycle racing.

• Knowing where you are. Now. Oops, you made a mistake. How long do you ponder this mistake on a motorcycle, on a racetrack, going 120 mph with 40 other people trying to pass you? You guessed it, not long at all. In fact, what’s past is past and if you think about it more than 1/100th of a second, it could be dangerous to you. Look ahead. Look where you want to go and don’t make that mistake again.

• Looking ahead. You go where you look. It’s proven that human eye-brain coordination takes you where you look. On a motorcycle, when you’re at a high rate of speed, a split second counts in the difference between crashing or passing. One of the most important lessons that Jason taught me is “Look as far ahead as possible. Pick out and look at your visual markers and your bike will take you there, without the need to steer yourself there.” Once you do this, you’ll be amazed at how well it works.

• Commitment. Yes, the mother of all details when on a racetrack. Nobody is more committed than a motorcycle racer at 150 mph on the straight-away, passing someone on the outside in hopes of passing before turn one. Can you brake at the last second? Can you pass safely and avoid a crash? Commitment is commitment. Do or crash? Nobody wants to crash. Therefore, you must commit, hold your line and pass.

More later.

I would enjoy hearing your comments. Leave a comment here on the blog or drop me a line: sam@strongmail.com

P.S. I crashed and totaled my Ducati 998R Superbike at Thunder Hill Raceway Park (in Turn 7 for those who’ve been there) at 120 mph—my rear wheel separated from my bike as I passed another rider. I was lucky enough to walk away from a catastrophic event without a scratch. Thanks to Helimot Leathers and Gloves and Daytona boots. Below is a photo of me in turn 14 at Thunder Hill.