Taking time

Like the pilot says, “sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.”

When you’re on one of those Disneyland boats, it takes you where Disney wants you to go. That’s why you got on. And so you are lulled, a spectator, merely a tourist.

So different, isn’t it, from driving yourself, choosing your own route and owning what comes of it?

How long have you been along for the ride? When is your turn to actually drive? – Seth’s Blog

This time last week I was checking out of a pretty nice hotel in Daytona Beach that I purchased off Priceline at the last minute Thursday from inside the pro pits at the flat track race. That’s after a week of camping out in the motovan at Bike Week. This hotel that we spent less than 12 hours in apparently “smelled like smoke” when I left because I was charged $250.00 when I don’t even smoke. Maybe my room smelled like smoke from all the guests smoking marijuana cigars in the parking lot when we arrived around midnight to check in and I found the front desk lady polishing off one of those margarita’s in a can, but when I called to complain, the hotel told me to contest the charge with my bank. So, that’s happening. I’m looking at you, Extended Stay.

This year’s Bike Week, come to find out, would also be known as “Amateur Week,” because a lot more amateurs than professionals prowled the streets of Daytona Beach it seemed. I snapped about 4,000 photos on my Nikon, a few dozen on my phone, which is some sort of record all while managing two Facebook pages, FTR magazine’s page, three Twitter accounts, multiple Instagrams and working on my farmer’s tan. I took a week off from the gym and regretted it this week but I had a paid week off from work during Bike Week and how often does that happen?

The first event I covered was Friday’s Endurocross – photos – at the Ocean Center in Daytona Beach. Then, Saturday was Supercross and we spent Sunday getting the bike’s ready for the week before catching the DAYTONA Flat Track Amateur Championship at the Speedway on March 8 – click for photos. Monday and Tuesday we spent at Volusia County Speedway (photos) in Barberville for Round 2 of the AMA Vintage Dirt Track National Championship Series on the Half Mile and Round 2 the next day at the Short Track next door. Then Wednesday we were back at the Speedway for the AMA meetings and outside turns three and four on Thursday and Friday for the AMA Pro Flat Track Daytona Rounds I and II – click for photos. Note: I was supposed to race the Alligator Enduro (photos, here) on Thursday morning but that didn’t work out when we pulled up in the van with my helmet still in the trailer at the speedway. Of course, no one carried a spare helmet, at least none of my friends, so I took it as a sign and was happy I didn’t pre-enter.

Fresh start

Monday’s should be optional, at least when there’s a mud race on Sunday. I entered yesterday’s race despite my better judgment as it rained all night Saturday on an already saturated course in Gainesville. Sunday morning came with more misty fog leaving conditions on the motocross and supercross track a greasy, sloppy mess. It’s one thing if you race motocross and it rains: the course workers get their tractors out and they groom the course, pushing off the mud and the muck, but not at an offroad race. No, they threw us out there without a care and I only lasted about 12 miles before I pulled off and called it a day. Racing, to me, is about having fun, but it’s no fun swimming your bike through puddles for miles on a track where you really don’t even belong. I broke more bones riding motocross in the brief 2 years that I tried it in high school than I have in all of my years competing off road (about 20 years,) and that’s why I don’t race motocross (or supercross) and was upset when the offroad course combined the two. Lesson learned: no more Gatorback for me.

The Women A class (yellow backgrounds) shares row 6 start with Super Senior B (white plates) although we are faster...
The Women A class (yellow backgrounds) shares row 6 start with Super Senior B (white plates) although we are faster…


Hump day

“If things are not failing,” Elon Musk says, “you are not innovating enough.”
5 Visionary CEOs and Their Key Traits That Every Leader Should Master

It’s been a week since I tried giving up sugar cold turkey for Lent. Two days later, I was in bed with a migraine so bad I couldn’t move, eat, drink or do anything besides sleep for more than 12 hours.
“Good luck with that,” someone told me when I was one day in. I could do it, I told them. “I can do anything.”
Well, you know what they say about your body giving out way before your mind, it’s true with sugar, too. I researched why and learned I needed to wean myself off, instead.

I cheated today and downed a large coconut mocha at a coffee shop with my business partner. We are preparing to debut our first company t-shirt at this year’s Daytona Bike Week.
I’m especially excited because the mission behind the business is something I’m extremely passionate about: promoting women competing in sports to encourage and foster more females to participate. It’s no secret that women earn less in wages than men for doing an equal day’s work  -about 80 cents to every man’s dollar, which has actually shrunk the wage gap from 70 – and only a fraction of mainstream sports media covers women other than a brief mention. But across the genres, female athletes put in the same effort and are just as capable and competitive as men with similar skills and talents.

With B Cup Racing, Inc., my partner and I plan on providing content that will resonate with our intended audience of competitive female athletes (as well as the men who love those women.) We aim for equal play and so we will provide it, and not with pics of sporty chicks wearing string bikinis. Sex appeal is not something we plan on covering. Well, not that much.
Bookmark bcupracing.com. now.

Second or third?

I was pretty stoked about my second place finish at the Enduro last weekend but not so much now that the scores are posted showing me in third place…I’m not sure what or how the scores were changed after the fact, but I digress.


The race left A LOT to be desired for everyone, specifically that the course was less than 60 miles not including the two 10-mile long transfer sections, which don’t count as far as our scores are concerned but counter into the mileage? Add to my displeasure that when I arrived at a few checkpoints, the course workers moved slower than turtles getting over to my scorecard and then were confused about what to write for my time, which cost me precious time. First place, er, second place now, only beat me by 3 minutes. That’s all the time I’m going to waste on this. I feel cheated but I still burned 1,539 calories – average speed was 15.3 mph and max was 45.9 mph – in just under 3 hours with an average heart rate of 165 and a max of 190 around the 27 minute mark.

Map of the Lochloosa Enduro from my Garmin.

Map of the Lochloosa Enduro from my Garmin.

How Fifty Shades of Grey is bigger than Jesus

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Jenn Sheppard:

So, sex sells? “The racy romance movie earned $85 million breaking the February weekend box office record from 2004.”

Originally posted on Fortune:

Looks like Fifty Shades of Grey is more popular than Jesus.

Monday estimates for Universal Focus’ Fifty Shades of Grey show the movie earned $85 million on its Valentine’s Day and President’s Day weekend debut. The racy romance movie topped the Passion of the Christ’s previous $83.8 million February weekend box office record, which it held since 2004, according to Deadline.

Notably, estimates from other sources stated that the movie failed to live up to Passion’s opening earnings. The New York Post, for example, cited an $81.7 million figure for Fifty Shades on Monday. Official numbers are due later this week.

While the adaptation of the erotic romance novel cashed in more than Mel Gibson’s movie about Jesus Christ’s last hours on earth, it’s not Universal’s best weekend opening ever. Both 2013’s Fast & Furious 6 ($97.4 million and 2011’s Fast Five ($86.2 million) made more.

The money…

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Happy pain

I just discovered the web browser version of the WordPress experience is much friendlier than the app I downloaded. Maybe now I’ll start posting more.

Anyway, this weekend is another trip to the races. First, to the flat track in Land O’ Lakes and then Sunday we’re racing the Lochloosa Enduro.

Last weekend I finished third (but no trophy; the club only awarded two trophies in the Women A class – bummer). The course was fast and my top speed was 49 mph with an average speed of 21. My bike ran really well for nearly all of the 40 miles in an hour and 45 minutes. I managed to keep my mistakes to a minimum except for one moment when I failed miserably and ended up face first crashing through muddy cow manure water in front of a crowd of spectators. At least I picked my bike up and it started right away and I didn’t need the guy’s help walking over toward me. I took off, soaking wet jersey sagging and smelly, cooled off and still having fun for two more laps.

No more crashes after that and I finished within 2 minutes of the leaders, so I think that’s some sort of record because I wasn’t even riding that hard due to my wet gloves, lack of grip and no goggles.

“Courage is very important. Like a muscle, it is strengthened by use.”
“Courage is very important. Like a muscle, it is strengthened by use.”

Keep calm and road trip


This weekend’s race takes place in Brighton, near Lake Okeechobee and the Indian reservation more than two hours away from the house. Plans are to arrive afternoon today and camp overnight. Here’s hoping the weather down south is more mild because last night temps dropped to the 40s.

Camping in the new race trailer tonight.
Camping in the new race trailer tonight.

My Fiesta dog seems excited that we’re going out camping. I’m anxious though after I tried working out last night and my shoulder popped out again during my deadlift to overhead press, which looking back was probably not the best exercise to work with a 5 days ago dislocated shoulder. So, I brought along my TIMS unit, the e-stim device for some on-the-road therapy. We’ll see.

“Sometimes it’s a little better to travel than to arrive.” Robert M. Pirsig, Zen And The Art of Motorcycle Maitenance

The Yoga Room

It’s been two days since I dislocated my shoulder and I still can barely get dressed – I went out for practice on Sunday with a few friends at a track new to me known as “the fox pen,” in Williston where the trees were so tight between my handlebars that it took me an entire 5-mile lap to remember how to ride again (plus, it was about 40 degrees and I hadn’t ridden in three weeks.) Then, on the second lap, once it all started coming back to me and I was able to get into “attack mode,” I smacked my barkbuster against one hard enough to pop my right shoulder out of socket and I had to stop and pop it back in before continuing. I did all that without crashing! So I’m pretty sure I won’t be making my 80-minute hot yoga class tonight, which is a bummer because the rest of my body could really use it. Last week’s Tuesday night sweat session had me crying by Savasana, the final resting pose. But I wasn’t sad, I was relieved and those were happy tears.

So it starts working on the backlog, trying to sort through some of that old mess, so you can finally unclutter your innermost being. Things you haven’t thought about in years suddenly rise up in Warrior II, and you can’t stop crying in Savasana because you’re infinitely sad and have no idea why. – What Nobody Tells You About Yoga