Monday, October 25, 2010

Its who I am

Mower Racing is time well spent with family.
It’s the fights that happen between brother and sister on who’s the fastest.
It’s a mom that hates racing but is still there to cheer on her kids.
It’s a dad as proud as can be that his kids somehow inherited his need for speed.

It’s a sport that gives an adrenaline rush all its own.
It’s the feeling of going fast and turning left.
But then it’s the lessons learned when you learn that you can’t just do that.
It’s the hours in the shop building a mower from the ground up.

Its late night calls and chats with some of the greatest to get advice on subjects ranging from boys to mower maintenance.
It’s that ever popular debate on Briggs or Tecumseh which ones better.
It’s those debates on Craftsman, Mtd or Murray and everything in between

It’s the friendships formed in the pits and knowing that you’ll never find a bond greater than this.
It’s helping your competitors knowing that once on the track it doesn’t matter who wins when you come back into the pits you’ll still be friends.
It’s those friendships with so many inside jokes, that make you realize whether you know it or not you have become part of a family.
A family made by choice not force.

It’s the tears of disappointment that fell when I knew I wouldn’t race anymore.
But then it’s the voice of the sports heroes in my ears saying don’t give up you’ll be back on the track in no time.
It’s the bonds that, I have formed in the sport that has turned ordinary men into heroes in my eyes.
Its knowing that mower racing is more than a sport.
It becomes a way of life.
It became my life.
It’s who I am!

2 comments:

  1. Wow! Neat piece. Great writing.

    Hope all is well with you! Miss you.

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  2. Its going good Sunday i'm transfering to Angelo State University in January.

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