I recently went for a Karting session at Buckmore Park. It’s local to me, it’s genuinely about three miles from where I live. Some people from work had booked for a practice session and I joined them as someone who likes racing sims and pretending I can go fast. The others are going to be part of a team completing a 24 hour race so I’m just there for the giggles really. For 30 minutes of driving I think the cost was pretty fair. I think I’d like another go sometime soon. I spent last evening thinking about the laps and letting the knowledge I had sink into my brain, I think I’d be faster next time – knowing a bit more about what to expect.
It was a chilly day and after about fifteen minutes my hands started to ache a lot, I had to try and make sure I was stretching my hands during the “straight” – it’s not that straight but it was close enough to give the hands a rest – maybe I was gripping too hard? So, I was ten kilograms heavier than the next person in the group and I was within about two seconds of their time. I consider this to be reasonable. Afterwards I was hot, cold, thirsty and also ached a lot. It’s not a gentle thing, this karting. I am slightly worried I’m getting old and my body breaks a little quicker these days. Maybe it was the lack of sleep the night before? I don’t know. I probably will keep doing these stupid things to prove it’s not my body breaking.