The Clubman Novice Final will be my last race of 2014. It is generally preferred to go out with a bang as opposed to a whimper, but so far the WERA GNF has proven to be an ass whooping for me. Two DNFs and a fourth place are my current tally at Barber Motorsports Park on this late October weekend.
The season has taken its toll, physically, emotionally, financially and part of me is ready for it to be over. Six months, thousands of highway miles and dozens of races where I have acted as rider, mechanic, chauffeur, pit crew and sponsor have my body and spirit ready for a rest. As I wait to grid up, I am trying to find some grit and motivation, failing miserably. Somehow giving yourself the "Once more into the breach dear friends" speech, just isn't cutting it. At third call, motivation or no, it is time to go and in that moment I realize this thing is going to go on, with or without me. Life is going to go on, with or without me, old age is running up behind, hard and fast. I can accept defeat at the hands of these glory hungry teenagers on brightly colored plastic wrapped machines or perhaps, perhaps I can stir the dust from the old bones one more time. And summon a reckoning...
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