READ SO TRUE
The Question "Motocross a Sport? or a Lifestyle?
By: Motocross Mom
I felt compelled to answer...
If you were to ask any motocross mom or dad,
they would most likely tell you that what started out
as a sport, very quickly became a lifestyle. I remember when it all first started….
the boys, a.k.a. my husband Dean and son Kyle,
loaded up an old bike on the back of our old truck and went
off for a day of racing. Before too long, the old bike was replaced by a
new bike, then two bikes. The old truck was replaced by a newer truck
with an open trailer, which is now an enclosed trailer which is pulled
via a motor home. The day of racing soon became Saturday practice,
Saturday night camping into all day Sunday racing. This was the beginning of the end! The end of any home repairs, lawn work and any weekend social engagements. I have threatened to put a license plate and wheels on our house, figuring if it looked more like a motor home repairs would be done immediately.
My lawn looks like something out of Popular Mechanics, and our local friends think we have either died or moved away. My husband is convinced that trophies are actually pieces of furniture. Our magazine collection that was once Family Circle and Time now consists of Motocross East, Racer X and Dirt Rider. Disney videos gather dust while movies with titles like Steel Roots, Crusty 2000 and Terrafirma are being worn out. Every blank video we own now has a motocross, arenacross or supercross race on it. And the guys forbid me to tape over them even though the
races are 2 years old! We own every toy motorcycle ever made.
My living room is routinely transformed into a supercross track
using couch cushions, pillows and scatter rugs. Any patch of sand is a track waiting to happen. While most young boys enjoy making “bathroom noises”
my son walks along moving his hand up and down with an invisible motorcycle making engine noises. We have motocross stickers stuck to everything. The back of our house looks like a graveyard for bent handlebars and worn out tires. Goggles and oil filters line my kitchen counter weekly. Our screen saver is Travis Pastrana
and hours upon hours are spent on motocross websites. Our friends have email addresses like, racinman, motomom, mxnana and mxdad. Vacations are now planned around either watching or participating in a race. Almost all the pictures of Kyle taken in the last three years are of him on his bike or at the track. Our Christmas cards have changed. This past year it was Santa on a
dirt bike jumping rooftops like woops. And our vocabulary has changed some
too…A tabletop is no longer in the dining room. Rockers are not chairs.
Thor is not a Greek God. A superman is not Clarke Kent, and Loretta Lynn
is not just a country singer.As I write this it sounds a bit much. But it didn’t happen all at once, it sort of developed slowly over time. For those of you laughing with me,
you know what Im talking about and as for you new motocross moms and
dads who are saying “this will never be us” come talk to me in three years.
Better yet, send me a Christmas card!
OMG this is jus like my house!!!!! hahahahahahaha lol and it sounds like it tooooo!!!!