Just got home from mor PT on the thumb - wrist, I'm doing strengthening now and they kicked my butt again! I'm going to try to finish up "ADRIAN - Day 2"
Adrian - Day 2
I woke up at the race site with my old friend's who spent the night with me since I went to bed from "race 1"...you know...right ankle, knee, neck and shoulder pain. Yep the Pain family. Oh yes I know em too and we are old friends. I put the coffee on and got out my oil can and oiled up all the squeaky joints, greased the steering linkage, rubbed the stiffness as best as I could. My headache from dehydration still lingering. I was still "grunting" instead of speaking. I figure I'm saving the 35 bucks for entry fee because I'm just not getting enough air speed to get a good decent lift off so I resigned myself to watching from the scoring tent - heck with it. Joe Leaderhouse pulls up and drops his bike on the ground. "I'm sore as Hell today Dennis but I figure I'm going to have to work out this stiffness somehow so I figure I might as well do it racing ya!" Immediately I said ...yeah, let's go get dressed out. I figured that were both beat up that it's still going to be a square race and you only get to do today one time so....hell with it...let's do this. (damn adrenaline junkies)
Line up and feel - well - ok. Not on fire but much better than this morning. Lost my i-pod yesterday so no go go or extra zippy gas from my ears anyway. sign drops and we go. I get the same start as yesterday - third and we cool! We get going and I'm really feeling the power rage against the machine coming on and I really begin to come alive. WoW this is great, I am pretty sure I'm going to get this job done. OK. I settle down and drink constantly and enjoy the cold water much more than usual. (no water yesterday). My bike locks up and throws me. No big deal, just a dump really. After a while I realize the fast straights are really bouncy and they are killing my bike. I stop and pull the seat and realize the battery strap has come loose yet again and the battery is sparking on the frame. When the battery shorts out the injection stops and rear wheel locks and we all fall down again! WEEEEE! So now it's a game of gathering sticks to shove in there and keeping the battery positive post to the side away from the frame rail. By the time I figured all this out and what size sticks to look for a fire starts under my seat. Crap. I just stop again (which goes against my every fiber of a being) and burn my palm by melting my glove to my hand. The wire ends up burning off the end of the metal tab.
Long story short (can't believe I just said that), Bill thomas saved me by lending me his trusted spark plug wrench with a phillips screw drive on one end and save my day! Thanks Bill! Got help from 2 sweepers - cool dudes - thanks man. Little did I know that ol Slomojo pulled in his clutch and in stealth mode slithered right by me with out me knowing. I was working on my bike but had my back to the track. Once I got the wire stripped and screwed back down I still figure I had a lap and a half now to rip it up so after the go - all go from mission control I blasted off!
Even after working on my bike and getting thru that heat build up residue that overcomes us when we stop with our helmet still on, I had a mission - I was taking over the Slomojo! I was almost 2 minutes faster than any lap from the previous day which I won my class the day before! Here I am running a 24 minute lap AT THE END OF THE DAY! WOW! I wanted retribution! I was going for some payback and Mr Ed - I thank you for letting me by 3 times after I messed up a simple turn selection choice because I was ON FIRE NOW BABY!. I came up on another rider 600 something and passed, and I'm starting to realize no one is just cruzing in my class, THEY ARE ALL STILL RACING! I come up on a rider, I thought it was 1040 but I later found out there is no 1040 and it wasn't 1049 as I approach Mr Stickney later and it wasn't him either.
Anyway I catch this guy I'm guessing he see's the scorched earth policy style riding I'm putting down and quickly decides to let this idiot by. I thank you for letting me by good sir. He quickly found a perfect spot to move over and I didn't even need to slow down. It was a slight down hill line mostly straight with a slight right - dog leg bend in the middle of two straights. The other rider give me a positive wave to pass on the left and moves right. No problem and well executed. However in my haste, just after he gave me the "go around" signal, I just gassed it, not paying close enough attention to our surroundings so just as our bikes got even we also passed a tree at the exact same moment which I hit and bounce over his way. We hit. My handle bars went off on him like piranhas to chicken meat and we collided.
Just after the collision, I looked up just in time to see a 3 tree cluster dead ahead - about 56" to impact and I'm guessing 30 miles per hour - at least. So I tried the whole Matrix slow mo thing and begin twisting immediately so just as I have separation from the bike it's not a direct blow but a glancing clip to my shoulder which helps my rotation even more. I cleared the handlebars cleanly and touch down on my helmet but my left foot still grabbing on to the handlebars won't let me turn this whole deal into my usual roll so I stay on my head and shoulder for the whole slide while I'm pulling my arms and hands to my chest.
Now it's real quiet.
Coulda heard a pin drop.
Wow man...this is peaceful.....the ground is kinda cool in the shade.....man look all this magic dust settling down on my chest.....how preeeeeeeetty.................who's hand is in my face...that's my glove so why is MY hand in my face...wonder what I'll do this afternoon? a movie might be nice....oh lookie lookie a dirt bike laying on the ground over there...looks like another husky....wait a second! I"M RACIN HERE!!! I realize I'm ok so I jump up. The other guy is already up with his bike up and looking like he's afraid he attending a whipping in the woods and he is going to play the part of the boy! He says SORRY!! I'm like NO DUDE, I'M SORRY! You ok? Man YOU SURE YOUR A. O. K? Guess so. I looked over my bike, got the red "on" light, both tires were touching the ground, chain on the sprocket and muffler is in the rear, busted front fender but hell that's just a fashion statement so I hit the "go" button, she lit and we gone like the wind blows. I still ran a 2 minute lap faster than my fastest previous days lap time and found...found...well...I found no one - got a big sack of jack squat from Danno!!! Dans like no...I dont think so but thanks for playing!!!!!!. I guess gaining 2 minutes won't fix a 15 minute deficit. I got the burned end of the stick today. Pulled out 11th. I will say it was great getting all the help from all you guys out there, thanks dudes.
As far as that other guy, He did everything right and sometimes getting clipped can happen. I waited at the finish line but I'm guessing I may have hit my head harder than I thought because I got the number wrong and didn't see anyone. I wanted to reassure the guy that they did me no wrong. I love meeting people - even at races but wow, not like that!
I just had to edit this...while I was putting this up Ol SloMojo gets his post up FIRST! Dang it JOE! AGAIN? You found a way to beat me twice in the same race, your killing me. I'm gonna get you JOE!!!!!!I'm not letting you get away with this!!!!!!! I'lll be headed to Colorado as soon as I can Brah!!!!!! Better be sleepin wit one eye open!
In all seriousness boys and gals even with the plastic still embedded in my left palm, shredded and torn off calluses, blistered hands and it seriously still hurts to sit down and a clipped right shoulder and sore neck, today was an awesome day that I won't ever forget. On a 1 to 10 scale it's a 12. OOOOOH YEAH
No I didn't say Joe was a pain in the ass, I said I have a pain in my ass!
Man I miss that guy already. Stand up dude.
Boy I'm glad I wrote up the short version cause the dang wrist is cramping up again. Gotta go! - sheesh