Tuesday, January 29, 2008

More rain!!!

OK I am so sorry I haven't updated in awhile, since I have actually started getting phone calls asking when I am going to post something new I figured I better get on it. The thing is not much has been going on, I have been riding almost everyday, up until this recent rain storm that has lasted a full week. Now as you all know I am not afraid of a little rain, I thrive on it. But theres not much I can do when all of the tracks in southern California shut down. Now I could crack some jokes right now about Californians not knowing how to drive or ride in the rain, but I am beginning to like it here, and besides I will take rain over snow any day so who's complaining? Its just that its been a week now and I'm getting a little anxious to get back on my Suzuki (which, by the way, I absolutely LOVE) so it can stop at any time.

According to the weather its not supposed to let up until the end of the week so it looks like its going to be another muddy Supercross at Anaheim 3. Speaking of Supercross I am getting a little annoyed at all of the "main event" board and "30 second" board girls. Not to mention every energy drink company is in some huge competition to see who can have the most scantily clad girls on display. Its bad enough when these girls are getting paid to dress like this but then there are fans walking around wearing less than what I wear to the beach (of course I would actually have to go to the beach first, I never have the time). At the nationals in the summer time ladies I can totally see where you are coming from because trust me if I didn't have to wear 15 lbs of gear and look professional at all times I wouldn't. But at Anaheim 2 I had on a hooded sweatshirt with a down jacket over top, and I'm from the arctic, I am used to the cold. I have no idea why these girls want to freeze all night long just to have some drunks in the stands make rude comments to them. Then yesterday when I watched San Fransisco on TV I was actually ashamed at how the girls were portrayed. Lets not forget this is a family sport, I see a lot of female faces and little kids in the stands who do not want to see some girl shaking her ass. And for someone who has never watched a Supercross before and their remote just happened to land on it, what are they thinking? I get so many emails from girls and boys alike, asking me for advice on convincing their mothers to let them ride and race motocross. To me its a no brainer, I have spent almost every weekend as a teenager at the race track with my parents instead of running around drinking and getting into trouble like a normal teen. Up until recently the motocross track has been a great place to be with your family. Now my number one advice would be "don't let your mom watch Supercross on TV."

Guys, come on, can't it just be about the racing again, not the show? And girls? If you are starving for attention that badly get it the real way, go out and write a book, invent something, find a cure for cancer or learn how to jump a Supercross triple. Stop showing off those fake boobs, you are better than that...I am sorry if this came off as a little too strong, but I am sure that most of you girls who read this feel the same way.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Riding with TJ

While I have spent so much time riding in California these past few years, my older brother Terry (TJ) has never had the chance to make it out until now. He is only visiting for about a week, but it has been fun showing him around to some of the tracks out here. Of course with all of the rain we have been getting most of the tracks have been closed. But we had a blast today at Starwest. Look at the picture, even though he is on a different bike and weighs about 100 lbs more than me we have the same style. I'm glad the family resemblance shows up with our helmets on not off:)

Monday, January 7, 2008


I started going to the Pontiac supercross back in 1993, with my dad and brother. Back then I was big into collecting autographs. I remember one year everyone had already gone back to their hotels after the race except for Guy Cooper who was still signing under the Suzuki box van. Guy was my favorite rider and the only autograph I even cared to really get. All the way home I remember thinking what that said about his character for staying later than anyone else, and it made me like him that much more.

I wish I could say that I still have that poster on my wall, but its been long gone. However a couple of years ago I made a trade off with his nephew, my jersey (to serve as a birthday present for his girlfriend) in exchange for Guys. That jersey is still on my wall and will never go down.

Now when I go to a supercross I know most of the riders from growing up with them and racing amateur nationals together. I am no longer a "fan" of anyone, I just cheer for my friends. The last time I can remember getting my picture taken with anyone as a fan was with Jeff Emig back in '98 (though talking to him still makes me nervous to this day). I have signed more autographs than I have ever received and I know what its like to get asked for pictures. I thought I was done getting nervous at supercrosses, that is until this weekend.

Richardson's RV is sponsored by Throwdown, a big company in the UFC, who Rampage (my favorite fighter) also happens to fight for. I heard he was going to be at Anahiem 1 and I waited all night to finally meet him. He was kind enough to talk to me a little while, saying he has one of "those bikes, like they raced tonight, I don't know what it is I'm not good with numbers, but its a big one" but said he needs something smaller because its too much for him. Which I laughed at, if all 125 lbs of me can handle a 450 I'm sure that he could too. I was shocked that he never cursed once in our conversation, if you have ever seen one of his interviews most of it is BLEEPED out. He also said he couldn't put me in a head lock because I am a girl, but he let me put him in one, though my arms would barely fit around his neck! Anyways I just wanted to say thank you to Rampage for making me nervous and reminding me what its like to be a fan again.