How did I, an environmentalist, hippy mama, coffee enthusiast, parent teacher organization attending, laundry by the boat-load doing, kid’s soccer coaching, child argument mediating, vegetarian from Bend, Oregon wind up loving this sport of Grand Prix Motorcycle racing? We are an improbable pair – Moto GP and I. But, in life’s journey full of twists and turns, sometimes we will find our passion in unexpected places. I have most certainly found a part of my heart in Moto GP racing. It's an obsession as anyone who follows it knows. Our family plans vacations around the potential of catching a race, we incessantly text with friends about which racers look good and what is happening on the track, and our Sundays are scheduled around watching the race first thing. Everything else takes a backseat to our Sunday morning Moto GP ritual. Our old friends, the one’s that know us as the above-mentioned types of people, all along watching in utter confusion bordering on horror.
So, how did I get here? Well, let's rewind a few years. My guy and I were the typical couple in our corner of the world. I spent my free moments running and training, he spent his free moments mountain biking and training and we spent most of our moments raising our little maniacs. Injury and age lead to life changes. Instead of our free moments spent being the aspiring athletes we wanted to be, my husband took up riding a moto and watching moto races with our then 7 year old boy. I supported this – they could bond over this new activity and I would give it a cordial nod and about .001% of my attention while I did the dishes or whatever other household task needed attention. If you know me you know I am not one that likes doing household tasks so the fact that I chose this over the Moto GP races says something. “Sit down and watch this, it's super cool” he'd say. UMMMMM, no thank you. That's not my jam, it's a motor-head sport and a sausage fest. Nope, not for me, this mama says no thank you! Eventually I did watch it and reluctantly, at first, I did actually pay attention. What?!? This is exciting, this is cool, this is inspiring. Don't admit it, don't like it, don't actually like THIS sport. Fast forward back to the present and I follow every race, I know about every athlete, every track peaks my interest, I wait with breath that is baited for the next race to be upon us and even tires (yes, tires!) grab my attention.
So today I create this site dedicated to all things moto – The Life of Moto. Of course, a huge piece will be Moto Grand Prix racing and the life of racing and all that entails. But it is also dedicated to adventure, touring, inspiration, passion and living the life you dream of. Let's dive in and make this experience big and meaningful. My son insists I use the word BOSS on the site so, let’s make this journey boss. Also, this young man would also like the world to know that Valentino Rossi is indeed quite BOSS.