Saturday morning, my husband and I are driving down to Darlington, South Carolina for the Saturday evening NASCAR race. Pay the Price … that’s my motto. I’m willing to pay the price of extra pain for a day of extra fun. I’ll recover next week.
There is part of me that is dreading the walking, standing, carrying of going to a race. But, I also know about the exhilaration and excitement, the sounds and smells and crowds of actually being at a race.
I learned last year when we went to a race at Lowe’s Motor Speedway in Charlotte, North Carolina that the big tracks are tough. The constant looking back and forth to see the entire track was extremely painful, so this year we are going to a smaller track which won’t require as much head movement.
Am I crazy? I guess so. I know I couldn’t do this regularly and I know I’ll be hurting for days, but I’m going and it’s going to be a blast.
Got the camera, binoculars, extra water, poncho … and pain medicine … packed. Here we come, Darlington – the track that is too tough to tame.
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