Sunday, June 10, 2012
Friday we went to a race and took our trailer to spend the night and then go to another race the next day. That is the race I cooked 80 pounds of tritip for before I left!
We hadn't been there long when a call came through the pits for paramedics. Two of the guys in our club went running. Apparantly, one of he drivers in a sprint car, had a wheel break while putting a tire and it hit him in the face. 25 years old, just out to have some fun and he was killed.
It was so sad and tragic and I was again reminded that things happen in the blink of an eye and life changes forever for someone. It was a sobering reminder. All the drivers donated money and a lot of the fans did too and it was a nice show of solidarity.
After the races , because races always go on, even under those circumstances, we dwarf car people had a potluck and I ate very late, like, midnight which I normally don't do. Topped it off with 3 cookies for good measure and had a little visit with the Captain, too!
The next morning, I made breakfast burrito's for us and a few guys then we got word that one of our best friends had fallen while pushing his sons car in the trailer. He shattered his wrist and needs surgery which he will wait till Monday. This guy is lucky to be alive. 5 years ago, we were at pismo riding quads and he was in a bad accident and literally broke his body in half.
We had a big race so he got it wrapped, got meds and came to the track to watch his son race. After the race, I served dinner to 100 people and I have a lot of tritip left but you will be proud of me for not taking all the leftover cake and other crap home! I can make a lot of meals out of the tritip and the kids can take sandwiches for lunch at work.
The race was also a memorial for franks dad who passed away a year ago..yes, its already been a year!!!!
Then one of our friends came to race, and a very close friend of theirs has a little girl, 11 years old, who got a cut on her thigh and got stitches a few days ago. Now she has a massive infection and has undergone two surgeries and is fighting for her life. Wtf is going on!!!
I did not eat well this weekend I worked hard but I did not work out, I can feel myself being full of sodium and I am not weighing in until my final weigh in Thursday am before we leave for Utah for 10 days. I set out to lose 10 pounds 4 weeks ago. We will see how close I get.
This weekend was a reminder to me to enjoy each day, be present with people, tell them you love them, do the best I can and always be grateful.
You are all a big part of me and I worry, care, enjoy, think about, pray for and love each of you.