Personal History
I am 24 years old and have Motocross in the blood. My Dad used to race when he was younger and i have been at tracks for as long as i can remember. I love the competition, adrenaline, atmosphere and the shear physical demand required by this king of extreme sports. There is no other sport in the world i would rather do than Motocross!
Riding Goals
Unfortunately this year i suffered a Fractured clavical and have missed out on 11 events, my first race back is this weekend (26/7/09) at my home track and i intend to pull a win despite my injury. disappointingly i have not had the top step of the podium yet and have had to settle for either the 2nd or 3rd steps. People may say that there is nothing wrong with 2nd or 3rd but i disagree, im in it to win it and nothing other than first is good enough for me. I dont do it for the glory, i do it for the love of the sport, im a very competitive person and i want to be the best on the track otherwise im not happy.
Competitive Highlights
My most memorable race this year was when i was taken out on the start straight by another rider. (doesnt seem like a competitive highlight i know, but just wait....) when i had the bike up and running again i was dead last with around quarter of the track behind the pack. I pushed harder than i ever have on a race bike, caught the pack and made my way through one bike at a time, by the time the last lap flag was dropped i was in second place and could see the leader about quarter of the track ahead, unfortunately he pipped me by a bikes length to the finish but i gave him one hell of a last lap he will never forget, and it was one hell of a race that i'll never forget either. despite being disappointed i didnt snatch the win from him, i was content that i had given it my all to get there. To date that was my hardest and most physical race and im glad i rode it, i was hanging so much by the the chequered that i couldnt pull in my hydraulic clutch on my 450 husky, i could barely take the weight of the bike when i came to a stop and if my Dad hadn't been there i think i would have collapsed. I'll always remember the smile on his face as he took the bike from me and chucked me a drink, that day, in that race, i made my Dad proud.