motoGP weekend

I spent the weekend on the hill at the Turn 1 in Austin, TX at the MotoGP races.  Grand Prix motorcycle racing.  Now, I will admit that the boyos in my life are the ones who really love it.  I go because to be supportive.  Sometimes I do the Kid Zone all weekend with Koda Bear so Poppa Bear can watch the races.  Koda Bear has enough in about ten minutes.

If there is no Koda Bear, I pull out my folding rocking chair, sit down with my crochet, and figure ou the physics of Turn 1.  COTA has the worst Turn 1 but as any type of physicist, you start playing lines in your head that involve velocity and acceleration.  It is a good thing my second language is calculus.  I do say a few prayers that there is no carnage on this turn.  Last year, in two classes, there was.

The weather was such that I was wishing that this sweater was finished instead of just getting started.  I ran out of yarn on the back and worked on a shawl next.  The sweater would have been a nice change from the sweatshirt that said biscuithead.  I do feel the need to make sourdough biscuits.  Maybe this weekend.