Updated: Nov 5, 2019
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No one gets out of this thing called life alive. Read that again.
For the chosen few who are so blessed to saddle up a pedaled pony and for those who stand, fingers intwined into chainlink calling out for their person to Go! Move! Go! we are privileged beyond measure.
That isn’t to say that we are without our doubts, fears and uncertainties. Racing is inherently a dangerous sport. There is risk. Great risk.
But without any risk in this very short life we are given how do we find reward? Do we hold our babies hands, lead them away from where their hearts call to? Do we stand at the line and say No, I won’t go, not because I can’t but because I am afraid?
Fear is fickle and uncaring. In BMX fear is tangible and striking. It matters not to Fear if you are veteran pro or a brand new novice. Fear will make a mother grasp a stranger’s hand and cause a father to pace behind bleachers, listening only to the announcer’s call preferring to avoid seeing a start altogether.
But racing is beyond being scared. BMX is beyond fright or nerves or anxiety. BMX gives us family. BMX gives us pride. BMX gives us hope.
In these times and days ahead our BMX community will rally and hold each other up. We will tell stories and compare wounds both of the body and of the heart. We will remember. We will laugh and we will cry.
But we won’t quit. A young racer lost his life in the most passionate way. His life was unjustly taken away from him but we will not stop. No. We will not quiver and shake from the devastation but we will rise and stand, arms linked like chains and gate cadences as our heart beats.
No one gets out of this life alive. Let’s not be crushed by the weight of sorrows but let us rally back.
Let us live our passions and encourage our racers to do the same. Let us hug our babies as they gear up, kiss their heads, tell them we love them, tell them to be safe, tell them to have fun. Tell them to go fast. Tell them to chase their dreams and find their rewards.
And if nothing else, tell them to ride for Carson.
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“OUR DEEPEST FEAR IS NOT THAT WE ARE INADEQUATE. OUR DEEPEST FEAR IS THAT WE ARE POWERFUL BEYOND MEASURE.
IT IS OUR LIGHT, NOT OUR DARKNESS, THAT MOST FRIGHTENS US.
YOUR PLAYING SMALL DOES NOT SERVE THE WORLD. THERE IS NOTHING ENLIGHTENED ABOUT SHRINKING SO THAT OTHER PEOPLE WON'T FEEL INSECURE AROUND YOU.
WE ARE ALL MEANT TO SHINE AS CHILDREN DO. IT'S NOT JUST IN SOME OF US; IT IS IN EVERYONE. AND AS WE LET OUR OWN LIGHTS SHINE, WE UNCONSCIOUSLY GIVE OTHER PEOPLE PERMISSION TO DO THE SAME.
AS WE ARE LIBERATED FROM OUR OWN FEAR, OUR PRESENCE AUTOMATICALLY LIBERATES OTHERS.”
Photo Neil Burke Photography