|Posted on June 27, 2019 at 4:30 PM|
Every race feels like a new race day. In other words, I assume nothing and will take nothing for granted. Witnessing close friends endure injuries is never a good feeling. It's like empathy and sympathy rolled up into one WTF ball. It's like the support system is real, but then it's like I don't want what they got. All these races have shown me that around every corner, each 90 degree day, and every long car ride to a race is a chance of a random mishap. The body, or universe may not be able to do this anymore. Injuries are real, the passion no matter the love an deminish. It's important to treat the body like it's the best thing you got, because it is. Every week is something new and every weekend I will do my best to be able to protect myself meanwhile participanting to the best of my abilities.