Throughout the last two weeks, I have been reading Patrick Ness’ Monsters of Men and Garth stein’s The Art of Racing in the Rain. I had 478 pages left of Monsters of Men and I finished that book. I am currently on page 122 of The Art of Racing in the Rain. Monsters of Men was about the battle between Spackle and the people. There were two groups of people that were also against each other but they decided that they had to join forces because one group did not have food and the other group did not have water because the Spackle destroyed their supply of it.
The clock ticked down fast up on the jumbotron as the pace of the game gets faster and quicker. Both teams screaming, shouting, cheering, and encouraging at each other, eager to advance to the next round. The game gets more physical, and players are banging the other team’s players to the boards. Coaches are yelling to give us more confidence. This is the first round of the Quebec Peewee Hockey Tournament.
In March of 1993, there was a NASCAR race in Atlanta in which my dad and four of his friends decided to take a road trip to. The weather predicted for the race was supposed to be cold and rainy. My dad was the kind of person to prepare for anything, so he took gear for rain and cold weather. My dad, pulling a pop up camper behind his Chevy Silverado, met his four friends in Chattanooga. They finally got to Atlanta, where they set up in the middle green of the raceway.
I had spent months training for those 20 minutes. I prepared for every possible thing that could have gone sour during those fleeting moments that would determine how my freshman season would end. If the start was too slow I would gradually speed up after mile one. If my hip injury worsened mid-race I would alter my stride to avoid pain. What about if I completely fell apart one mile in?
Just when we got up close to the front my heart started beating a mile a minute. I was scared, I wanted to go back and not do this. Though I knew waiting 2 ½ hours couldn’t be for nothing so I rode the coaster. It was extremely fun and fast. I loved
At my second mile, I was in 36th place and the coach had a worried face. At this point, I started to give up. I started coughing, had a runny nose, and was gasping for air. I finished the race in 36th place with a time of 19:44. I was exhausted and sad that the season was over, but I knew that I had one more season left to make it to
I felt we did extremely well and I was confident that we would win. After we met up, my family and I went outside to go to the car. The competition was being held at the Virginia Beach Convention Center, which is a few blocks from the beach, so I could feel the chilled breeze in the air and could smell the salty aroma of the ocean.
From personal experiences like racing dirtbikes I know motocross is one of the hardest sports in the world. Motocross has been around since the early 1900’s. Ever since then people have been saying it’s not hard or all you have to do is twist the throttle and turn the handlebars, while in reality your muscles flex from head to toe from anywhere from 10-30, heart beating out of your chest, Mind racing. I just think if people would take the time to try it or listen to what people say. They would understand it’s a lot harder than it looks and takes a lot more out of you than you think mentally and physically.
Of course, as you'd expect I got fourth place in that race. Bummed from the results I learned to keep my head high and keep working I mean I was just a freshman. In the end track taught me that there's always someone better, or faster you just gotta work harder than them. My final sport that I have a passion for is rugby.
In those two and a half years I started racing. My first time I ever raced I got first place and it was the best feeling ever. I was so proud of what I had accomplished and wanted to keep racing. But after I placed first in that class I got bumped up to a new class that had bigger bikes and faster kids. At the time I was still on the 100 and I was racing kids on bikes twice as big as mine.
A 30 minute 46.3 mph average speed, plus high heights from 80 foot jumps, and risks of major injuries even death.(BeauxJeaux) What is an extreme sport audiences can't take their eyes off? The exhilarating sport is a jaw dropping sport with riders that are a different breed of athlete. A sport full of physically fit riders. This is the overlooked sport of motocross.
That day I did come in last place along with the pity clap for
The sport that I came to the conclusion to use as my favorite sport would have to be Skate boarding. Skate boarding came out in 1958 and since that day people young and old get out there and shows their stuff. No matter how good or how bad you are.
About motor sports in general: Motorsports is one of the biggest sports in the world and it is known worldwide. The events of motorsports are using motorized vehicles whether it was cars or motorcycles. Motorsports doesn’t mean racing, but the most famous type of motorsports is racing. There are also various types of racing like car racing, motorcycle racing and boat racing. The most famous type of racing is car racing so let’s take a deeper look into it.
In the world, people have many hobbies and interests, being a car enthusiast is one of them. There are many stereotypes and misconceptions against car enthusiasts due to the lack of knowledge non-car enthusiasts have. Being a car enthusiast is not only admiring cars, but also having an interest to do what you want to with your car, such as driving. Whether you want to drag race, race on the track or go off roading, a true car enthusiast sees the beauty in cars whereas other people would just see a normal car. Car enthusiasts find the beauty in cheaper cars where they could mod their car to their desire.
