I owned and drove a motorcycle long before I ever owned or learned to drive a car. I drove my bike 35 miles to work (and back) each day in rain, sleet, ice, and snow. It was my only transportation.
Yes, they can be dangerous. So are many other things. Risk is everywhere. I never let that keep me from doing what I enjoy. There simply are no guarantees in life. I drove my bike all over Europe and pretty much most of the East Coast and the Midwest. I dumped it only once in all those years. Of course it's essential to wear your helmet and protective clothing (which I must admit I really didn't do all the time back in the seventies when I was still young and foolish) and to watch for other drivers.
I am now 65, still have my old bike up in the barn on the family farm, and were it not for my husband, I would crank that baby up TODAY and take it for a long ride. But hubby is terrified of me wrecking and breaks out in a cold sweat even thinking about me riding anymore, so for HIS sake, I don't. He would worry himself into a heart attack. Seriously, he would. I won't do that to him.
Once you own a bike, it gets in your blood and stays there. I loved every minute of my biking days and miss it terribly. Even now.
I was a rare female motorcyclist back in the day (1972) when I first bought my old '63 BMW. Just didn't see any female "owner/operators" back then. But that never stopped me either…actually, I never really even considered this to be "out of the norm"…never gave it a second thought.
Do what you love. You only live once. I know there are some who would say "why push your luck", "don't tempt fate" but you could die tomorrow in a plane wreck, car wreck, or receive a fatal cancer diagnosis. Live life to the fullest. Be wise, be careful, but allow yourself to enjoy all that life has to offer. :)