As I sat there attempting to sleep I was replaying the days events. I had scooted off to do a one-off race with a KN East team in Columbus, Ohio. Meanwhile my life and work were pedaling away without me in Charlotte. I felt anxious to get home and protect my spot in the normal world. Amongst the anxiousness, I couldn't deny how good it felt to be exhausted from a heavy 24 hour workload at the race track. It had been over a year since I felt this way and I loved it. Somehow I wanted to be in two places at once.
My irresponsible life as a mechanic with no real plan for the future, had somehow miraculously blossomed into a solid career in the sport I love. I spend every day monitoring all types of racing. I get the luxury of losing myself in the world of motorsports without ever touching one single bolt. I never break a sweat, my hands aren't callused and I get to live a fairly normal life. It's the dream job for a retired road mechanic like myself. So I sat and wondered.. why did I take my rare vacation time to pile into a van full of Harrys to go bust my ass on a race car? I don't have to do that any more. Life is so much easier now. So why did I go?
Here is what I came up with..
For me there has never been any other occupation that has given me that same sense of accomplishment. I believe I am good at my current job and I believe I play a big part on my team at SPEED. However, I don't feel irreplaceable. I don't fool myself into believing that no one else can do what I do. I am very protective of my opportunities at the network and every day I am searching for that one niche' that will maybe make me a key element to the television magic that is made inside this building.
I can say, without a doubt.. on race day, after no sleep, in 100 degree weather, with a car owner screaming in my headset.. I believe no one else is capable of doing what I can do. In that moment, in that situation, I own a small part of this sport. And I believe that is why I found myself in a van heading to Ohio on my weekend off. Every mechanic on pit road pours their heart and life into this business because at some point they sat quietly on pit wall, exhaled the weekend and proudly smirked, knowing that their dedication is the only thing that can not be replaced.
JEGS 150 at Columbus, Ohio. The no.4 finished a respectful 6th. Recap video: