Sunday, May 27, 2007

Driving fast!!!


Today marked the 91st running of the Indianapolis 500... and Dario Franchitti of the Mario Andretti race team, was the winner of the rain shortened event... As race fans and casual observers know those guys and gals go real fast! They often exceed 200 miles per hour during the race... Below is my Indy car story...

I must admit that even though I lived in Indy for 23 years that it was not until I moved to Texas that I truly understood how fast they really go... On December 3rd, 2004, I along with about 30 of my colleagues had the opportunity to actually drive an Indy car!

We flew into Vegas for a three day event that included meetings, fine dining, great company and yes a little gambling... But the most intriguing part of the trip was our visit to the "Mario Andretti" racing school... You should have seen us... we were having cocktails the evening before the event and everyone in the room was bragging on how fast they were going to go... Some of us were a little reserved and unsure but we all took a part in the good natured fun... of course well into the cocktail party (for some reason) our bravery seemed to intensify...

The day of the event arrived and on the bus ride to the track the bravado continued to intensify... Everybody was going to be the fastest! Are you ready? Was the question of the day... we arrived at the track and we were now standing in line receiving our racing suits and helmets... The atmosphere had suddenly changed... no more could you hear the load bravado, it had been replaced by a more pensive mood... We were all dressed and herded into a classroom where we received 15 minutes of instruction... thats right we were about to get into an Indy car and go around a track at warp speeds and to prepare us we got 15 minutes of instructions! Well if you thought it was quiet while we were in the line, now there was total silence... And from what I can remember about the instructions I think they said when the light turns green floor it! Seriously they did give great instructions...

We were loaded into two vans and given a once around the track to get a feel for things and received a repeat of the instructions... then we were dropped off at the starting line where one by one we took our turn climbing into the cockpit of an Indy car and going really fast... You should have seen this once boisterous group of brave souls waiting their turn... Let's just say collectively bravery was no longer the word of the day...

As my turn arrived to get into the car, I was petrified but willing... I squeezed into the opening and was thankful that I was not claustrophobic!!! An instructor sat on the front of the car and gave me last minute instructions... "Just keep up with the pace car and you'll be fine"... Also watch the "flag man" He will waive a white flag if you are to far behind and a yellow flag if you are to close to the pace car." Now I'm approaching the starting line and the light went from red, to yellow ( I was desperately trying to remember all of the instructions but they were a blur) but when the light went green I just put the peddle to the mettle! I stepped way outside of my comfort zone! I drove 8 laps around the track but my top speed was only 141 miles per hour...

I pulled into the pits and got further instructions from the man sitting on the hood... he said, "You're doing fine, you don't have to worry about hitting the wall, your tires are made to hold onto the track, just keep pace with the lead car... (Sure uh-uh) But I took heed and went out for another 6 laps... This time I decided to throw caution to the wind and stay as close to the pace car as possible... what an absolute rush!!! Wow! All I could do is let out a yell "Whooo---hooooo---hooo-hoo! Hitting those corners and completing the 6 laps was amazing!
I was psyched! I returned to the pits and found that my top speed was 154.09 miles per hour!

After we all had our turn, we each got another treat... we got into a double seated car with a professional driver in the front and away we went... the driver took us around the track 4 times at a top speed of 180 miles an hour! It was absolutely incredible! You would not believe how close we were to the walls in the turns... It was literally inches!
The whole experience was one of those once in a lifetime events and one that I will always remember... I would strongly suggest the experience to anyone that has the opportunity!

We received a commemorative framed photo that included our group standing behind an Indy car as well as two single poses standing next to and inside of the car... the frame included a certificate of our top speed... We also received a Mario Andretti golf shirt and cap...
So today I was happy that Dario Franchitti won the race because my old buddy Mario Andretti is the owner of Dario's race team... Congrats to all of today's Indy 500 participants, and congratulations to my colleagues who for at least that day in December, raced like pros!
Rod

"If you put yourself in a position where you have to stretch outside your comfort zone, then you are forced to expand your consciousness." Les Brown

"My friend, leaving one's comfort zone is no small chore! Trust me, I've learned this first hand. I can say that when all's said and done it's worth it!" Josh Hinds











Friday, May 11, 2007

Racsim raises it's ugly head



I was on the golf course Wednesday enjoying a round of golf and was surprised to find a racist comment written on the wall. I did not get overly upset but I am still surprised by the ignorance that still exists... I wrote the poem below that describes the situation...

There was a racist on the golf course today, how could that be?

They put it in writing for all to see...

It was not as surprising as it was shocking...

To witness this hatred as well as the mocking...

Perhaps they were jealous of young Tiger Woods...

Because he plays the game so freaking good...

Whatever the reason it's still not right...

But there it was written in black and white...

Right in the restroom written on the wall...

Was the phrase, "Nigars stick to basketball."

They misspelled the slur which shows their IQ...

Animals like this belong in the zoo...

Racism is painful and still very real...

After reading this writing, what do you feel?

R-Dub

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Selling Your Home


The process of selling one's home can be nerve racking... OK so it does not rate real high on the list of world problems... But anyone that has gone through the process can relate...
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Our house has been listed for less than a month and for some strange reason paranoia has already started to creep in...
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We have done all of the things that you see on HGTV to prep a house for sale... We know it is a lovely home, and we know that it will show like a "model"... We know that of everyone that has ever visited our home comments on how nice it is... So will someone tell me why we run around every time we get a call to "show" the house trying to make sure everything is perfect?!!! Why, after the showing do we go the through house looking for things that may not have been just right so that we can fix them for the next showing? A spot here, a spot there... did we do this? Did we do that? When in reality it does not matter what we do because each person/couple or family will view things in a total different light and form a totally different opinion...
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The only thing we need to do is to be patient, yeah that's the ticket... patience... That's it, I'll be patient... and let things fall where they may!
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Well I have to go, there is a car slowing down to look at the for sale sign and I just remembered there is a spot on the wall I'd better get the paint out!
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Have a Powerful Day!
Rod
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"Chance favors only the mind which is prepared"
Louis Pasteur