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So we hit the BMX race in Carson City on Sunday and Cody jumped right in to his first BMX race and came away with a trophy…and a yellow snow cone. He was stoked on both. He was so stoked, in fact, he snuggled with his trophy like it was a teddy bear that night. That’s the kind of stuff that makes Dads get all teary-eyed: Catching fish, riding bikes, mud, shooting BB guns, skiing fast…it’s all good.

I grew up while BMX was just moving from Stingray concepts to a legit sport. When I was four the first BMX bikes were just hitting the dirt for the first time. Next to the “pavement-didn’t-exist-in-Crested-Butte therefore I never learned to skateboard” bummer of a childhood, I never really had the chance to race BMX. I went straight to mountain bikes. Unlike ski racing, this is a completely new gig for me. Cody’s one race ahead of me.

The whole race was good times and I like how the BMX season picks up as the snow turns yellow and melts away. I think as a family we’re about to become hooked. Long days at the soccer field listening to parents yap on their cell phones doesn’t seem nearly as exciting as BMX.

I may even have to get out there and start racing with the kids, too. Who else is in?

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