My Name Is April and I'm a Hypocrite
Let me start by saying I don't like the taste of crow. Apparently I'll be getting used to that flavor very quickly.
Only mere hours ago, I lamented the fact that there wasn't anything remotely interesting to me about a road course. The NASCAR gods decided today would be the day that I would eat those words.
Only hours after uttering those words, my driver went on to win the race on yes. You guessed it—on a road course.
My driver, Kasey Kahne, fought one of the hardest battles he's faced in a very long time on the track to take the checkers at Infineon Raceway for the Toyota/SaveMart 350.
I'm what could conservatively been classified as an "obsessed NASCAR fan." Yes, I have driver apparel. Yes, I have personalized plates indicative of my favorite driver. Yes, I travel and attend several NASCAR races a year. Yes, I foam at the mouth when someone disparages my driver. So to be sure, I take my NASCAR very seriously.
So serious in fact that I am willing to submit myself to sitting in 1000 degree heat, drive hours on end, and plan vacations around races just to watch a race. There's something so riveting and exhilarating about watching one in person.
But certain tracks I think might be better appreciated by watching from the comfort of my big comfy couch—such as today's race in Sonoma, Calif. I will admit—I watched, and dare I say I enjoyed the race today. It was as if someone were out to prove a point to me.
There I sat, laptop ablaze with Raceview and IM (to fellow Kasey fans and friends to discuss race status), iPhone with Twitter updates from friends and race teams, and the very important in-car audio from Team No. 9 streaming into my brain (yes, my husband tells me frequently what a dork I am).
I sat for every single lap. Every single caution. Until a strange thing happened. I realized that I had forgotten I didn't like road courses! But I could barely hear it over my screaming and yelling, whoopin' and hollerin' about how much I was loving this race.
I guess the differences like watching with all the accoutrement's of home—laptop, 50" plasma, in-car audio, IM's—are what made this type of race palatable. I guess maybe the next time I spout about not liking a certain type of track in person, I should reserve judgement until I watch it from home...and my driver wins the race.
Congratulations Team Kasey Kahne and RPM!!
There, that wasn't so bad after all.
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