It’s a perfect Saturday as I sit here under our canopy at Evansville Motocross Park. The wind is blowing, and the upper lip sweat isn’t out of control. The temperature is absolute perfection at 80 degrees and no humidity. The view is spectacular. The racetrack is in front of us, but the rolling mountains paint the background. Small puffs of clouds speckle the bright blue sky. It’s a perfect race day. We have two hours until the races start, so I thought it would be a good time to write. Ty’s all registered for each racing class, his bike is ready to roll, and now we wait till the riders’ meeting starts.
Our son, Tyer, has been racing motocross now for two seasons. He started last summer and got hooked. Watching him for the first time last year made my heart so full. There was no doubt this kid was a natural. He was nailing hole shots the very first night he raced. He started at the age of eleven.
We purchased a KTM racing bike for him in early spring before he started racing. The guy we purchased it from bought it for his 15-year-old son, who was afraid of it because it had so much power. Tyler, eleven at the time, got right on and took off like he had owned it for years. We bought it on the spot, so he had a good bike to race with.
His first race, last year, a kid Ty’s age had a bad wreck. His momma was a cute, thicker lady like myself. *enter cheesy smile here* She took off to get to her son, running down to get to the end of the fence to get inside the track. Her legs were running faster than her body, and she barrel-rolled onto the track. My heart went out to her. I instantly knew the feeling of needing to get to your child no matter what it took. Her son was OK, thank God. After it happened, Tyler came over to me and said, “Mom, I know that would be you doing everything in your power to get out to me. I can see you falling and everything from running so fast.”
I just started cracking up!!
“Yes, buddy, you are so right,” I said. “I would have hurdled over the fence, though, and probably landed face first, jumping right back up and then continuing to run like nothing ever happened.” (I mean, if you do it fast enough, does anyone really notice? Haha!) I am known for doing this. I think it takes mad skill. I call it my ‘special talent.’ *Enter another cheesy smile here*
Thank God Ty hasn’t had any bad wrecks. He has dropped it a few times on the track, and of course, I gasp, but he gets right back up and goes. I always look for the fastest way onto the track from where I am standing if I ever needed to get to him.
A lot of my momma friends ask how I don’t get scared watching him. I don’t, and I think it’s because I grew up on a motorcycle since I was three. I’ve had wrecks myself. Ty is a good rider and smart about it, but I know that doesn’t make him untouchable. Of course, I worry about him getting hurt. He is fourteen. At sixteen, I’ll worry about him driving.
As parents, we worry. It’s natural, but we can’t have them living in a bubble. He loves racing, and we love watching him. I thank God before and after every race for keeping him safe. It gives me more joy to watch him race than worry.
Watching him get second and third-place plaques this season has been so awesome. All of them are placed on the wall of his room. He really wants first before the season ends. We tell him to just go out and have fun, and as long as he doesn’t get hurt, it was a good race!
We will see if he gets first tonight or in September. His momma is his number one fan and always rooting for him. He got third, then second, and said today, “Mom, all I need is first.” — The racing is starting, and I’ve got to go cheer my kid on. I’ll keep you posted on how it goes!
Update: Ty placed third place out of fourteen bikes in one of his classes, but he was more excited about clearing the grandstands jump, which is about a 30-foot gap from jump to jump. He has been wanting to make this jump since he started racing.
If you follow me on Instagram at Andreascountryhomecooknfitness, I share stories about his racing and lots of other goodies if you want to follow! He added another third-place plaque to his collection. He raced amazingly on Saturday, and we couldn’t be more proud of him! He continues to get better and better.
Easy Crockpot Pot Chicken & Biscuits
Ingredients:
• 4 boneless chicken breasts (seasoned to your liking)
• chicken broth
• 1 can of cream of chicken
• 1 bag of frozen mixed veggies
• few dollops of sour cream
• 1 can of Pillsbury buttery biscuits
Directions:
Pour chicken broth just to cover the bottom of the crockpot.
Place seasoned chicken on the bottom of the crockpot.
Place the cream of chicken on top of the chicken, then pour the bag of veggies in.
Cook on high for 4 hours or on low for 6 hours.
Take the chicken out and shred just before you are ready to eat.
Add a few dollops of sour cream (Optional of course!)
Mix well and serve over warm baked biscuits!
My family absolutely loves this. It tasted extra good on a rainy night.
