My 2011 race season is over, aside from the occasional track day if I can manage to get a couple in this winter, I will be off the race bike for the next 4 months or so.
The weather will be turning cold and rainy and the limited hours of day light in the winter months make it even more difficult to get outside and "play." Many of my racing friends will turn to off season training to keep busy and fit; spending time in the gym, pushing weights and working out on stationary equipment. While this type of workout has its place, and I will get in my share of gym workouts this winter I prefer to keep fit another way.
Flashback to childhood -- I spent my free time riding bicycles, climbing trees, playing tag, riding horses and generally being outside. I was always a fit kid and I never had to lift weights or ride a stationary bike to stay that way. And here I am, a "few" years later and I still prefer to stay fit the same way. I suppose this is why my husband Jason and I got together in the first place, because he is much the same, and now he has started a personal training business based on that philosophy.
The custom tailored workout program Jason created for me this off season involves riding my bicycle, rock climbing, riding my dirt bike and a core body workout that I do at home in my backyard (or my living room if it is too cold.) I have a few pounds to lose and I have some goals to build my endurance and core strength. I'll keep you posted on all the fun I'm having and how I am doing on reaching my fitness goals.
Here's a video of our indoor climbing workout yesterday, check it out... and if you have fitness goals of your own and don't know where to get started, maybe you should give Active Body Training a call and see what he can do for you.
A Single Moment
My last 2 rounds of the 2011 season were eventful to say the least. Racing is not a for profit sport, not even a little profit. It can be described as burning money, standing on a bridge and throwing cash into a raging river, or whatever wasteful analogy you can think of. It should be called “taking,” that would seem to be much more appropriate than “racing.” Except it does give something back; the friends you meet at the track are like no other. People aren’t that nice in the regular world, so for amazing friends, thank you racing. Also, there is a moment, however brief and glorious, when you win. For just a few minutes the world revolves around you. If you race, these are your moments. A moment when you know the race is yours, the moment you feel victory, for that moment, that single moment you are the best rider on track. For that moment, an indescribable moment, I must thank racing.
Last month we loaded up and headed to the track. We would forgo Friday practice, money and time are tight these days. Showing up late on Friday, we found a place to pit and started unpacking. Jenn and I would be on our own this weekend. Greg McCullough would be pitting with Cooley and Nikki. Friends are a big part of my racing, and not pitting with Greg was strange. We are still good friends, but he needed to try something new with his program. Jenn and I enjoy pitting close to everyone, but a little space has been good for us too. Like a fine wine, I am an acquired taste so space is good. :) We were kind of centrally located to our core group of friends, so it was nice.
Saturday is the closest thing to a test day I have, although I don’t test much. It is not for a lack of effort, just the opposite. It is all I can do, not to fiddle with the bike and try new stuff. Last year I may have spent too much time playing with the bike. This year Ken Hill advised me to quit messing with things. Yes all the fast guys test, they test any chance they get. Ken was sure that a solid setup and less fiddling, would allow me to work on me. Novel idea, working on the other half of the equation. Strap me to a Moto GP bike and I doubt I would have been any faster. So this is how I spend Saturday now, working on the other half. With my work done, we stood on the wall to watch my wife have a huge breakthrough on Saturday‘s AFemme race. Ever seen Days of Thunder? Well we just had to build her a vocabulary. I will let you read about her story in her report.
Sunday morning and with another late day race schedule, I was bored and entered the early 750SB race. Otherwise, I would not race before 2pm. KFG times would put me on the fourth row and behind a pile of riders. A lap or so into the race I was in third and closing on second as we approached T9. A slight bobble on my part let my front wheel stray just off line, causing me to back out of the throttle and loading my front beyond the limits. Next thing I know several parts of my body were sliding on the ground. I held on as long as possible, hoping to minimize damage. Into the dirt we went in an ugly display of bike and body contortion. After jumping up I moved the bike and waited. Once the race was over, I was able to remount and hug the outside of the track down to T10 and exit out the back door.
Wade Bundy and Joe Hittner got my bike on a stand and Kyle Schirrmacher came over to lend a hand for a few minutes. Jenn was able to get most of the bodywork into a reasonable state and I finished the rest. Sunday afternoon would be some of the toughest races I had run. The bike was not turning left the way it should and was costing me time every lap. I pushed through the rest of the day, bruised and beat up. Round 7 ended with a 4th, 4th, and a 2nd. Not the moments I was looking for.
Fast forward three weeks and we are back for more. Round 8 and same program, show on Friday night, race on Saturday/Sunday. I had a makeup race set for Saturday and I would love to tell you it was a good race, but choosing to run a very old used rear tire would cost me any shot at a win. With talent like we have in the 600/750 classes you cannot afford to make poor decisions, I finished 4th. My day however was brightened by watching my wife bring home her very first win in the AFM. I am extremely proud of her, and she continues to get faster.
My first race on Sunday was a disaster. Results will show a 3rd place finish, leaving me just 3 points behind from winning the championship. To me it felt like it was a last place effort. After the race Tom, my former mechanic showed up and began to talk me off the ledge. In typical fashion, he reassured me about the bike and gave me something else to work on, the other half. It must have been at least a bit funny listening to me babble on about who only knows what. Tom has worked with the fastest guys in the AFM and I consider myself lucky that he shows an interest in my racing.
Race number 7 (750 prod) was mine to loose. Not for the win, but I had a massive gap back to Lenny in the championship points. Finish the race and the championship was pretty much mine. What is available from memory was an ok start from grid spot #1. Lenny edging me out for the holeshot. On his tail section in and out of T2. Then I saw it, a small gap up the inside of 3. I diced up the inside and was able to take the lead. The rest of the lap Lenny was just behind me. On the second lap and coming out of T2, I had a conversation with myself.
Self: Your leading the championship, you don’t need a win.
Self: If you crash, you are handing him the championship.
Self: Can you handle losing the championship going for the win?
Self: I can live with that, now let’s win this (deleted word) race!
At the apex, I knew I wanted the moment more than anything else. I respect the championship, but my goal all season has been to win. Staying the course even in the most difficult of moments, is what makes this win so special. Nobody would have said anything if I sat up and just rolled around for the points. The fact is I chose to race for the win, because that is how good that moment feels to me. I continued to race, watching Jenn give me signals every lap. Then as good as it has ever felt the moment came, as I crossed the checkers in 1st place and with a championship.
My last race was a short one. I crashed in T3 on the first lap after trying to make a pass and realizing I was not close enough to do it safely. I pushed the front beyond the limits and again found myself on the ground. Testing out my brand new suit was not in the cards for the day, but it performed amazingly. Oddly enough I was not angry, not angry at all. I tried to win and fell down. It happens, even to Stoner, Rossi, and Lorenzo. Better to have tried and failed, than never to have tried at all.
The season wrap up championship wise;
1st 2nd 750 Production
2nd 3rd 600 Superbike
3rd 4th 600 Production
#7 plate #10 plate
Overall points I am second, earning me the number 7 plate.
The Top five plates go to FP riders. 6-10 go to the riders with the most overall points. This year I make 4 trips to the podium and get to thank my sponsors as many times.
First I need to thank my wife. Without your love and support I would not be racing.
Sponsors are a necessity for me to compete. These people and companies have stood behind me, helped me, and win with me. They do this not for the profit or notoriety, but for the love of the sport. For that, I thank each and every one of them. You are the heroes of our sport.
FBI FastBike Ind.
Leo Vince Exhaust
Factory Body Works
Race Image Graphics
PILOT Leathers/Insurrection Racing
“Everyone has a breaking point, turning point, stress point, the game is permeated with it. The fans don’t see it because we make it look so efficient. But internally, for a guy to be successful, you have to be like a clock spring, wound but loose at the same time.”
AFM Round 6
Aug 27/28 -- Thunderhill Raceway–Willows, CA
Little did I know going into this weekend that it would have such an effect on me. This was what I consider the worst weekend of my racing years. Maybe that is an exaggeration as I did not crash, I didn’t have any major scary moments. I walked away from the weekend with my body and my bike in the same condition as when I arrived, but my spirit was broken. I almost, for a tiny second, considered quitting.
Formula AFemme was taking on a consistent theme; Christie Cooley running away at the front with a large margin, leaving me in the distance, sometimes in a battle, sometimes alone, but always behind. This time, Nikki Nienow was on my wheel where she sat for the first half of the race. I got faster each lap and I increased the gap over Nikki, finishing with a solid second place. I rode consistently, with perfect lines and good technique, smooth and quick, but not Fassst. I was really happy with my 2nd place, it was another step in the right direction for me since this was my first 2nd place finish in the AFM AFemme class. After the races that afternoon, I was hanging out with Christie and Nikki celebrating our fun day on track. Several people stopped by to congratulate Christie on the race, many of them with a comment like, “You just walked away from the competition” and while I was really happy for Christie, I was really disappointed that I could not figure out how to get off this plateau and find the speed that she has found this year.
The next morning I was determined that I was going to go faster. That was probably my biggest mistake, because I was determined to do it, but deep down I don’t think I believed in myself. 600 Superbike would be my first race on Sunday, running mid- morning and 600 Production would be the very last race of the day. I had a next to last row grid position for 600SB, I got an average start and proceed to try to get in front of the bikes in front of me, I made some passes and was passed back and I managed to do 2:03-2:04 lap times which seems to be about the pace I was stuck at, but I didn’t go any slower. I sat around all day wondering how I was going to find some speed for the last race. Over-thinking, over-analyzing, over-whelming myself… again.
My results were decided before I took my spot on the line, before I put my visor down I had already doubted myself. I fell back on the start as we entered turn 1, I was at the back of a 5 bike pack that I could not push through… I knew we were going slower, much slower than I was capable of, but I lacked confidence in myself to make passes through the traffic. It is hard for me, when I see 4 bikes staggered in front of me, to figure out how to get inside and outside and between them to make the passes. It is hard for me to pick them off one-by-one like I see my competitors do. I can’t help thinking they are going to turn in on me or swing out on me when I move to execute my pass. So there I sat… behind them, going dreadfully slow and getting more and more frustrated at the position I allowed myself to be in. At the end, after I saw my times, I was wounded, maybe fatally so as a racer. I thought that I must lack what it takes to be a champion at this sport. How could I succeed if I could not make passes? Was this to be my breaking point? Or would I make it a turning point?
Formula AFemme – 2nd of 8 (Best Lap 2:04.985)
600 SuperBike - 36th of 39 (Best Lap 2:03.929)
600 Production – 32nd of 38 (Best Lap 2:11.681)
“There's nothing as exciting as a comeback - seeing someone with dreams, watching them fail, and then getting a second chance.”
AFM Round 7
Sept 10/11 -- Thunderhill Raceway–Willows, CA
This may be surprising to some of you, but it was Christie who came to my rescue from the emotional side. In text messages on my way home from Round 6, she sent me words of encouragement and in e-mails after she sent me some of the most resonating words of advice. Those are mine to keep, I shall not share them until I can pay them forward to the next racer I know on the brink of giving up.
I arrived at Thunderhill this weekend with a new kind of determination and a rekindled spirit. Jason talked me through the technical, riding issue I was struggling with… my need for perfection, and helped me come up with the mental vocabulary I needed to overcome it. Sometimes you can tell someone something over and over again, but without the right word or the right thought implanted into that person they just can’t make it happen. Ken Hill has been working with me on overcoming this challenge of mine since Round 1 and though I knew what needed to be done, I just could not force it to happen. Then in one of my evening, sitting in the hot tub, chats with my husband he said the right thing, that brought all that Ken has been telling me into focus. I found the mental image that worked for me.
As I launched a near perfect start from the front row, I jumped in front of Christie off the line. In the front heading toward turn 1, an unfamiliar position caught me off guard, and Christie passed by me to take the holeshot, but this time I stuck to her rear tire like my life depended on it. I followed her the first lap no more than a bike length or two away, based on the yo-yo effect, and Nikki followed closely behind. Going into T2 I nearly crashed into the back of Cooley when she used a different technique on the entry, but I kept it together and I kept on her tail. After the second lap, she picked up the pace, and I stayed with her. Still no more than a few bike lengths behind at any given moment. The faster she went, the faster I went. She had her strong areas where she would gain ground on me and I had my strong areas where I would reel her back in. On the last lap, we encountered lappers… after the last round, there was no way I was going to let passes be my downfall. Without hesitation, I made passes. As we approached turns 11,12,13 a tight left, quick right, fast left section, I saw the group of lappers doing battle for their class win in front of us and I planned my attack. We came out of 13, down the back straight, Cooley making her moves through the traffic and over to the outside line for the entry into right handed turn 14. I stayed all the way right, knowing all the lappers would move left and I pinned it hoping to beat her to the braking zone. Under the bridge I came up beside Cooley, but my corner was tighter and sharper since I was so tight to the inside… I had to brake harder and Cooley went through 14 and 15 in front of me, I set up for the drive out of 15 onto the front straight, I tucked, I pinned it, I saw my husband cheering me on the pit wall and I crossed the checkers a tenth of a second behind Christie Cooley. And I broke my 2:03 plateau, with a new personal best lap time of 2:01.321. This was my victory today! This was the best 2nd place I’ve ever won!
Sunday, ah, who really cares about Sunday? :) I worked on being diligent about making passes and that new technique I had for letting go of perfection. I didn’t run 2:01’s again, but I did some good work on improving my racing skills and most importantly... I had fun!
Unfortunately, Jason took a tumble in turn 9. I will refer you to his race report for that story, since it is his to tell, but it often seems when one of us is up the other is down. Yet, we always manage to pick each other up and live to race another day.
Formula AFemme – 2nd of 5 (2:01.321)
600 Production – 26th of 32 (2:06.987)
750 Superbike – 21st of 27 (2:04.393)
“The perfect run is never the fastest run.”
Lindsey Vonn - In the Moment
AFM Round 8
Oct 1/2 -- Thunderhill Raceway–Willows, CA
On our way to Thunderhill for the Season finale we were in high spirits. Jason was leading the championship in 750 Production and he was second in both 600 SuperBike and 600 Production. He has been running a solid and fast season. I had locked up 2nd in the Formula AFemme championship and headed to Thunderhill in hopes of securing a win in the class.
On Saturday afternoon, I had back to back races with AFemme (race 3) and the 600 Production make-up race (race 4). Jason would be gridding up with me in race 4, so Sam Richards graciously agreed to give me pit signals during AFemme. I was on pole position for AFemme, with Cooley deciding to head to WERA instead of AFM this weekend. Interestingly, I was more nervous about this race than I ever have been, I know that you can’t count your chickens before they hatch. Never discount your competition, you don’t know who will find that little something that they’ve been looking for all season and come passing you by. I wanted to get my first win and I tried to suppress the thoughts that I might do something careless and fall down. Texting Ken for my usual pre-race words of encouragement, his response “relax” helped me relax. Hahaha! I rocketed the start… but so did Stacy Menas beside me, "oh no" I thought. I pulled that throttle back to the stops, I tucked and I shifted, I don’t even know if I really braked for turn 1, but I got the holeshot and I stayed on it into turn 2. I rolled the first lap with the amazing vision of a clear track in front of me and I recalled the pre-race words of advice from Mike Canfield, “When you get to the lead, and there is no one in front of you… that is a good thing, don’t panic, try to stay there.” ;) I rode that first lap worried that every other bike on the grid must be right on my rear wheel. When I came down the front straight and saw Sam, with his arms spread wide telling me I had a big’ol gap, I felt relief, and fear, and I felt the racer inside me struggling to get out… LOL! “Go fast! Don’t fall down. Just ride like you know how to ride. Go fast! You have a big gap, don’t risk it. Don’t get lazy that is when mistakes happen, go fast. Don’t fall down.” On and on, I spoke to myself like this until I caught the 250 race traffic. Then I focused my attention on catching and passing them one by one, to stop the insanity inside my head, until I crossed the checkers and won AFemme! I waved to every turnworker out there on my cooldown lap, so appreciative of them being out there so that I could race and so excited to have my first win.
(I also want to take a moment to congratulate Tracy Bowen for her new personal best lap times and her 2nd place in AFemme!!! She rocked it out there and came out the winner in a heated battle with Stacy Menas.)
I rolled into the hot pits where my husband had waited, all geared up to head out for the 600P race hot lap, to give me a hug and a helmet kiss. He went out for the hot lap while Sam gave me water and a hug. Then David and Kyle came over and congratulated me and gave me hugs. I downed the water and rolled back onto the grid for the 600 Production make-up race.
Now a race winner, my confidence was booming. I was still on cloud nine when the green flag flew and I pinned the throttle off the start. I dropped the clutch too quickly in my eagerness and wheelied the start losing a few positions to the bikes inside of me. I found an opening and cut to the inside of turn 1 to 2 and picked up some positions, then a few bikes came around the outside of me around turn 2 as the pack started to single out through turns 3 and 4. We all bunched back up into 5 and I found my way past a couple more racers and into order we went through 6,7,8. I passed a few racers in front of me then found myself the leader of a pack, I focused my attention on the group ahead of me and a few laps later managed to catch up to them. Now at the back of their pack and exhausted I worked on my plan of attack, thinking back to those important words of advice after round 6 from Christie Cooley, I pushed on, determined to not give up. I finished the race in 20th but with more 2:01’s clicked off on my lap timer. I was getting the hang of this pace.
Sunday morning I was signed up for Race 1, 750 SuperBike. I had a goal to break into the 2:00’s and set a new personal best lap time. Morning practice, I followed the practice technique Ken prescribed for me at the beginning of the season, it always calms my nerves and helps me focus. I gridded up in position 24 of 25, with few points from previous rounds. Nick Haymen, two rows up, was directly in front of me and a good starter, “that’s my carrot!” I rocketed, but again wheelied out of my start, losing ground and dropping to last place. One by one, I moved forward up to 20th, making clean but aggressive and timely passes. This was huge. Then a gap to the group in front of me appeared. I could see it was Sam in front of me and he became my target. I picked up my pace as he, and the group he was battling with, dropped of their pace. The gap closed each lap, and my speeds picked up, then the checkers flew far too soon for my liking. Back at the trailer, Jason had pulled up my lap times on the MyAFM live timing & scoring app, before I had even pulled off my helmet. I did it! I broke into the 2:00’s, barely, but barely is all I wanted. A new personal best!
My friend and co-worker Greg Ignoffo ventured out to the fields of Willows to watch my husband and I race. He got there in time to see my husband take the victory, with a large margin over Lenny Hale, and the class championship in 750 Production. After that we watched the exciting battle for the Number 1 plate in the Formula Pacific race. Though hard fought Ricky Corey would take the race win, and Chris Siglin would have to settle for second that day, but I think he was consoled by the fact that he won the Championship. :)
My last race of the day, my last race of the year... was 600 Production and I really wanted to get a sub 2:00 lap time to end the season, I was on a roll so why not go for it! I gridded up in 22nd and Jason pulled up to the number 2 spot. I launched the start, no wheelies this time and made a strong move through turns 1 and 2 maintaining my position, entering turn 3 the yellow flag was waving and the dust cloud was lifting revealing my husband picking himself up off the ground, I watched him for a moment to satisfy my need to know that he was ok, then I returned my focus to my race, where I had lost a couple positions for my moment of worry. I tried to put Jason’s crash out of my head as I raced on, another rider rode straight off the track in turn 8, in front of me. I worried for his safety for a moment, he was really moving when he rode off track, thankfully no red flags came out, indicating that he was well enough to not need immediate medical attention, so on we raced. I ran behind Dan Azar for the majority of the race, I felt strong and like I could go faster. I just could not get the pass completed with my repeated attempts to out brake him into the corners failing, and my inability to set up the drive on the exits. Then in Lap 7, Paul Johnson came past me and put himself between Dan and I for a lap. I clung to PJ’s rear wheel thinking I could retake my position and make the move on Dan at the checkers. As we entered turn 14 on the last lap PJ took the inside pass on Dan and I was right behind them both as they went side by side through 14/15. PJ pulled in front on the exit of 15 and I tucked into the double draft (what an awesome feeling that is) I pulled out of the draft as we passed the start finish tower and crossed the line in front of Dan by a wheel.
With the thought of Jason out there in the in-field each time I came round turn 3, I knew I hadn’t broke a sub 2:00 lap time, in fact I felt like I had maybe done 2:03’s or 2:04’s. I was pleasantly surprised to find that I again had run 2:01’s in that last race. Jason is a little bruised and sore, mostly fine. His new PILOT suit barely shows signs of having been crashed in (I wish I could say the same for the bike.)
Congratulations to all the AFM racers on a fantastic 2011 season, I look forward to seeing you all at the banquet, where I get to go on stage (with the very best two competitors and friends I could ask for) to accept the 2nd place Championship trophy for Formula AFemme.
Formula AFemme – 1st of 4 (2:07.631)
600 Production BW Make-up Race – 20th of 25 (2:01.541)
750 Superbike – 22nd of 27 (2:00.962)
600 Production – 19th of 26 (2:01.510)
Don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
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