Things have been very busy and stressful around the Locke household. We just got done with God's Country and now Bone Bender is just around the corner (Sunday, April 14, 2013). We decided to take a day off and forget cycling and race promotion and just go ride our motorcycles.
The Forward Motion Hare Scrambles Series as been trying to kick off its 2013 season since February. The first two events were postponed due to weather. Just our luck that they postponed Round #1 until April 7. We have very limited places to ride motorcycles around here and quite honestly the only time to ride is on practice days at MX tracks and Hare Scramble events like Sunday's Milton Lake round.
I set off on my own race and all the mental training exercises that I performed during the off-season started to come into play. Stand up in the corners, squeeze the bike, keep your feet on the pegs, keep the weight forward and control everything with proper balance and throttle control. Christopher was also looking good on the first lap and worked his way up to 4th place by the laps end. But would his lazy form catch up to him later in the race? Elbows up son, palms out and get you ass off the seat. Use those powerful legs your Mom gave you and most importantly use your head.
The laps started to click off quickly for me even with a few issues with lapped riders and catching up to classes that started before me my event was a nice safe one up front. I led every lap just like I had visualized during my off-season training. My only problem was when I came up on some riders in the trail. Someone was off his bike and was trying to start a juniors bike on this rocky uphill section. I was so focused on the event and saw an opening between the gentleman trying to start the bike and went for it. I honestly thought I could make it, but the rocks were so slick that I went down. That is when I saw the junior rider who was along the side of the trail. I about freaked out. I slowly picked up my bike and gingerly released the clutch and worked my way up the hill without kicking up any rocks on them. In hindsight I should not have attempted such a move, especially with a junior rider. This is one thing I do not like about racing - the events that can and do happen. Some are in your control while many others are not. This is the risk that we all take when we take on a challenge.
I had somewhat of a troublesome lap after that incident. I felt really bad and I made some mistakes because I had lost concentration. Isn't it funny how the mind works? The best thing for me to do was to regroup and focus on fundamentals. I started to take different lines and really focused on my strong skills like sandy sections and whoops. In every rough section I would just float the front end and keep the power on. Christopher says it sounds easy enough, but he still hasn't gotten the hang of it.
As you can tell, I get a kick out of picking on Christopher's form. I do this mostly because he makes fun of me when we ride technical trails on the mountain bike and he just leaves me behind. Motorcycle racing is my last salvation and I do know that will soon come to an end.
Christopher and I would both like to thank Carolynn for coming out and spending the day with us. You took care of us, kept us hydrated, captured some great photos and are well on your way to forming a one woman pit crew.