(Original post by Bathwiggle)
have a good weekend, i'll post the following for when you get back
There once was a girl who failed her CBT test as she couldn't get hte hang of gears in the car park, following speaking to the instructor she went home at lunch, came back the following day and rather being with the lovely bloke john, who'd been supportive and talking her through what she was doing wrong, she got polly. Polly shouted, screamed, swore, belittled every mistake, reduced her to tears and then sent her out with nicos to complete her cbt. she couldn't u turn, but polly made him pass her anyway.
The following day she went back out with john. John still wasn't happy with her being cbt level, so got her to sit on the bike turned on and tap through the gears to work out where neutral was, where first was, second, explained 1st to move off or when stopped, second when doing up to 25, 3rd up to 35, 4th up to 45. To gently use the rear brake to slow down and front if stopping. not to grab the front brake, but to ease it on. she spent the remaining day driving in right turns. 4 hours of them, not getting past 20mph, but lots of pulling off, slowing down, stopping. gradually she stopped stalling, started not being afraid of the throttle, and not skidding.
4th day, out on the road with john, got over 40, could use the clutch and the brake, worked out that life savers should be for any change in lane, change in direction, mirrors constantly. by the end she was told she should pass her test tomorrow.
Friday. polly again. tears by 8.35, unable to u turn, unable to pull away, wobbling all over the lane, got to the test center, and walked in to be told by polly, you are a stupid ****er, you'll fail but at least its good practice. The examiner spoke to her, noticed she was upset, told her to stop, breath, remember she knew how to use the road, and she was only being shouted at as the instructor couldn't teach and needed to learn how to deal with people.
8 minors late i passed. walked out, the examiner told polly i'd passed, she called me a 'lying c***' he showed her the piece of paper, and told her again i'd passed. rode home having told polly i wouldnt be using the headset. went through my minors, she told me i'd only 'just' passed. Mummy came and collected me and i never went back.
polly was scared of bikes, was convinced she was right in decided i was dangerous, and told me i'd crash within a month of passing. It took me 2 years to crash, she no longer has her riding school.
Sit in the bike rest hands on the handle bars, relax your arms. you aren't holding on to the bike with your arms, use your legs for that. i use the heel of my hand to turn the throttle and thumb to hold it in place, rather than gripping hte throttle.
might help, thicker grips might also help.