Just the other day I was at a racing track. I don’t really have a passion for motorsports but there was a free ticket and I was finding the internet (and all of its manatee gifs and drone footage) infinitely distracting from writing so I went to a place where the internet simply didn’t exist.
I used the two day event to write. I’d say goodbye to my companion every day in the morning, meet briefly for lunch, and then see him after the races. I wrote around 2000 words each day from the safety of a car.
Breaks were spent wandering the paddock, exploring the track, and watching what was actually a pretty exciting competition. There were falls, red flags, red and yellow flags, and a great deal of speed.
I learnt several things from my first dalliance with motorbike racing. Maybe the most important one is that sometimes things just happen.
The drivers had the best bikes they could find, the best practice, and the best plans and yet still sometimes they fell. Still sometimes they didn’t even finish. If there’s one thing the weekend taught me it’s to not blame yourself all of the time for the way life randomly changes, for the way writing sometimes doesn’t always work out.
The bikers would shrug things off, say they’d try harder next time, and hop on their bike. Seems so sensible when you write it out but it’s hard to implement.
Writing isn’t a race but sometimes people do refer to it as a marathon (in the interest of honest let me confess I AM ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE). Just like a person might shake off a bad marathon experience telling themselves ‘I’ll do better next time’ so must we with writing. No two days are the same, and that means that every day can be a chance to try harder.
And now Mia’s totally legitimate 100% verified review of motorbike racing:
sound of bikes: 9/10
track radio: 7/10
pick & mix I bought on a whim but was mostly weird tasting: 2/10
being at a racing track all weekend: priceless