WHY?
#11
I've really had to think about this a lot recently. On March 26th I busted the hell out of my left wrist. I had to have surgery to repair the bones, when the doc was in there, he found a ruptured ligament, and nerve damage. At this point it looks like I will recover all of my feeling, and about 90% of my range of motion, but I'm going to have a wrist that hurts for the rest of my life.
That is reason one to quit racing. Reason two is that I'm really hurting for money right now, and selling my tricked out quad here in CA could easily get me a fast 6 to 7 grand.
I've spent a lot of time thinking about it, but I've decided that there is no way I can give it up. I love to race. This was just my first year of racing, and I am adicted. Before my accident, I was finally getting to the point that I could have a chance at winning races. I love competition, and I love to ride. Putting these two things together is awesome. There is nothing like being right behind someone on the last lap of a race and pushing yourself and your machine to the limits to try and get in front of him. Win or lose in that situation, there is nothing like the adrenaline that pumps during that lap.
I know I'm gonna be nervous when I go back to racing in a few months. My wrist can't take any more abuse, but I'm just going to have to be a little more careful. I figure you only live once, so make the most out of it. If you get hurt in the process, medical science can do great things.
Bottom line: Am I quiting? HELL NO
That is reason one to quit racing. Reason two is that I'm really hurting for money right now, and selling my tricked out quad here in CA could easily get me a fast 6 to 7 grand.
I've spent a lot of time thinking about it, but I've decided that there is no way I can give it up. I love to race. This was just my first year of racing, and I am adicted. Before my accident, I was finally getting to the point that I could have a chance at winning races. I love competition, and I love to ride. Putting these two things together is awesome. There is nothing like being right behind someone on the last lap of a race and pushing yourself and your machine to the limits to try and get in front of him. Win or lose in that situation, there is nothing like the adrenaline that pumps during that lap.
I know I'm gonna be nervous when I go back to racing in a few months. My wrist can't take any more abuse, but I'm just going to have to be a little more careful. I figure you only live once, so make the most out of it. If you get hurt in the process, medical science can do great things.
Bottom line: Am I quiting? HELL NO


