Saturday night we watched the UFC fight over at the Davis’ pit area. They got the pay per view and I made myself comfortable. That was the last decent weather we saw. Though it was cool all weekend, it was good racing weather. Not so much on Sunday. It got nasty, windy, cold, and rainy, and we got the heck out of town. Our drive home was the worst wind I have ever driven in. The radio said gusts up to 60 mph, and I believe it. If we had had a little tire shake and my seatbelt was tighter, I’d have thought I was in the Funny Car as much as I had to use the steering wheel. Dirt came through the weather-stripping, and one of the awnings was pulling away from the rig. The police were escorting cars through the Barstow area, as visibility was very limited. Fun stuff.

Since it was Super Bowl Sunday and we actually weren’t racing, we decided just to head to Cindy’s house and watch the game there. I had to do an elementary school appearance on Monday in the area, so this made sense. My Super Comp friend Glenn Kern even came over to watch the game, as he had just parked his rig at Pomona and was bored.

To be honest, I was a bit apprehensive about talking to 750 first through fifth graders, but this NHRA sponsored appearance was awesome. The kids had made some posters for my visit, and the Etiwanda Colony staff was fantastic. These kids behaved like I’d never seen, and their questions were intriguing. Funny how most of them wanted to know about crashing and not being able to stop before the sand, two of my least favorite things. All of the kids that asked a question were given a handout card, and we split the students into two groups so that they would fit in the auditorium. It was a big crowd and lots of fun. We talked about finding something that you enjoy and pursuing your goals, as well as the importance of an education. I stressed how important it was to buy your Valvoline oil and Gates belts for your Mopar at NAPA. No wonder the sponsors love me!

After “school” I headed over to my favorite chiropractor, Dr. Bellwood. My schedule has precluded me from utilizing his services since November, but I think he took out a couple of the kinks that I received in Phoenix. I’m sure I’ll be seeing him several more times in the upcoming months, as I am walking straight again.

After my spinal align, I felt good enough to wash the PT Cruiser. Since it was so small and I was just warming up, I threw the motor home in for good measure. That trip back from Vegas had the rig filthy, so they both needed a bath.

Once back home, it was time to start the cycle all over again. I took Jenna to her doctors’ checkup, went to vote, and even got in a workout. We’ve got an unbelievable amount of things scheduled in conjunction with the Winternationals, and I can’t wait to report them on my next update. Hopefully it will include some great results from Pomona. Stay tuned.

PS: 11-month-olds don’t have a great sense of balance. DON’T let them on your shoulders without BOTH hands holding them; they tend to fall face first on the bank manager’s desk and, even if not injured, they and the wife will be very pissed at you. Secondly, always measure the distance between the motorhome and any flower pots or guardrails BEFORE extending the slide out since it’s usually wider than you think. That’s my advice for the week