“Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.”
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Hello, everyone, and welcome to the Rev-Up. I always enjoy this time of year, just coasting through the last remaining gasps of the year, still fat from our holiday indulgences. The “Give-A-Crap Level” is riding around the bottom of the motivation meter as the masses await the tick of midnight on December 31 to begin a new quest for a healthy, productive, goal-oriented existence.
As we count down these last days of 2006, you can feel the anticipation hanging in the air. As you read this, the men that will be competing in the 2007 Amp’d Mobile AMA Supercross Series have but one thing on their mind: the first gate drop of Anaheim 1. The new season for them has long been underway, as they long ago began testing their new steeds and breaking down their plans of attack for the 2007 supercross season. I already have the Rev-Up written in my head for next week, and the brief thought of it just made my palms sweat. Ah, but all good things to those who wait. For now, lets get Revved Up about what might be going through the minds of some of the gladiators who are putting in the final paces of their training as the gates of fire draw closer.
Meanwhile, the healthy guys like Grant Langston and Kevin Windham are pounding out lap after perfect lap trying to go faster and faster. They know if they want to win, they are going to have to be faster than they have ever been. They have to get comfortable riding the razor’s edge, which is easier said than done and has the tendency to produce crashes and dreaded preseason injuries. The preseason broken arm K-Dub suffered last December has to be in the back of his mind as he skates his Factory Connection CRF450R across the baked adobe of the Honda test track.
I think this is the most important week of the year. Months of training (or lack thereof) will determine their fate next weekend. Just imagine the pools of sweat left at the gym and the thousand-yard stares of the championship contenders. To riders, Anaheim 1 is the practically the Super Bowl, or maybe better yet the Daytona 500, rolled up into 20 laps of gnarled conflict. I know of one particular man who has been training like an animal, his focus and ambition easily numbing the pain of the lactose burning his legs and back muscles. He is probably wearing an evil smile when he wakes every morning and begins his stretching routine. He is a man who has accomplished so much but has thus far been denied the holy grail of the sport he loves. You know who I’m talking about. But we’ll get to that (and much more) next Thursday.
Thanks for reading, see you next week. Happy New Year!