Steve loves riding his motorcycle. Earlier this year, he went to a race in Carlin, Nevada and got 2nd in his race. For his birthday, he wanted to race again. So we found a race in Delta, UT.
Latara and I came along to cheer for him.
The track
Get ready, get set...
GO!!! 
Jumping the double
YAY! He got 5th in the first race, then 1st in the second race. He was 2nd overall out of 13. I'm so proud of him. He raced really good. There were no broken bones, black bruises, or scraped-up skin; just really tired, hot, and dirty.
We came home around 6:00-ish, and Matt and Jed wanted to go ride around in the gravel pits near the ranch. So we all got on motorcycles and four-wheelers. Steve went off a jump that he knew well, and it kicked his bike sideways. He thought it was strange, but didn't think much of it. He went on it again, and it did the same thing. This time, however, he crashed pretty hard. There were no broken bones or blood, but his neck and back hurt. I'm so glad he was wearing his helmet. He was sore for a few days, so yesterday, he went to the chiropractor. Steve is alright.
His black eye
Isn't it ironic that he raced really hard all day, then comes home and crashes his bike while playing around!?!
Isn't it ironic that he raced really hard all day, then comes home and crashes his bike while playing around!?!
Steve you be careful! I am glad you are having fun!
ReplyDeleteJess cute post! This being safe and having fun is such a fine line sometimes. I know life wouldn't be so fun if we didn't do things because we might get hurt. Love you guys!
ReplyDeletePoor Steve-o!!! He is such a little adventurer....(not sure that's a word, but it's what Steve is!!) He is lucky to have you to take care of him :-)
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