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Sunday, November 30, 2014

What's in a Title?

I miss the Sunday vibe at Grands. I'll admit it. I woke up this morning to a great sleep, perfectly decorated house smelling of fresh pine and the excitement of watching mains. It's easier to be excited when your not stressed out to the point of sickness and well, major anxiety. How I didn't send myself into early labor last year is beyond me. But being there is somehow worth it all.

I know how hard these kids train, ride and live for BMX. I know the full circle of toll it takes on a child, marriage, the entire family... So today, when you are freaking out with excitement and happiness, revel in it. Ride that momentous joy of finishing great or even winning the Greatest Race on Earth. But remember, for every victory there is a loss. For every kid celebrating a new Title, there is one mourning the loss of it.
I've experienced both ends with Nicholas. I can never put into words the feeling of watching your child win Grands and clinch that coveted NAG #1 plate. If I had to: complete stressed-out awesomeness. And I can't put into words how it felt, as a mom, to watch your child break down emotionally from losing that #1 plate, something that in our sport defined who he was a rider. I watched him come apart and the only thing good that came from it was the enforcement that we are surrounded by the right people. One of my closest girlfriends was there to catch Nick. Literally. 

So, ride that win or finish because you never know when the next will come. Well, unless your Jack Kelly, then you know it's probably January. 😁 And be humble, because there's someone on that other end losing it and always another waiting to take it. 

Good luck to all our NorCal peeps and safe riding to everyone.

Thursday, November 27, 2014

A Grand Thanksgiving

I have so many thoughts and emotions running through my head this morning... I can barely get this blog written because I just don't know where to start. Then, I forced myself to really think about what I felt strongest;  I came up with Hope.

I've been feeling the bug to write but didn't feel the pull of anything as momentous as a birth or intriguing as cheer drama, so I knew this morning I had some stuff to say and maybe give the people sitting around something to read. But again, I was blocked, until Hope.

I capitalize Hope because it is, after all, the ominous bitch that waves her beauty in your face, just before she makes it ugly. And sometimes it's bad ugly... But here's the thing about Hope, for as often as she reminds us that we should know better, she brings people together, creates moments in time and every so often, gives the beauty away. We can't help but Hope, it can be solely what drives a person. I know it has for me. 

This beautiful morning, when I was awake at 5 am, I Hoped for my friends safe arrivals in Tulsa, Hoped for great practices, Hoped my cheesecake turned out, Hoped our BFF's and homies from home all make their mains and finish strong, Hoped for another super-awesome-majorly-fun year, Hoped my cheesecake turned out and Hoped we continue to stay blessed to know so many great people and eat Yianni's food. Dawn's too of course. 

So anyway, my point is, even though I'm not having another epic Thanksgiving Grands style, hanging out with my Cuzzo or showing off my super cute baby, I Hope that we can be there next year and I Hope my wifi and feed work. And that I don't wake the baby when I start SCREAMING at the tv. 
Makit it a Grand Thanksgiving and Hang onto Hope friends; because her beauty sure looks great 7 feet tall. 😉🙏🚲🏆

One more thing: I miss my Cuzzo. 

Friday, November 21, 2014

Grands 2014

Leaving for grands soon, and will update our adventure as it unfolds. Follow me on instagram @westsidebmx for more updates.