Go Carts are for Moms, Too.

” Is she going too fast?”

“No, her friend is going too slow.”

This is what I remember my mom asking the employee last time I experienced Go Carting.  I was probably 10.

When I was making my 40 Before 40 Bucket List, I thought about not adding go carts, but something was telling me I needed to bring back my inner child and do this again.

This July, as we dropped off the step daughter at camp, I found myself forgetting my want for speed.  I took the Mom route and let the boys race while I snapped pictures.  After all, I needed to save cash because of my barely existent summer teacher’s wage.

The boys had a blast and then we went home.

A few days later, I reread the bucket list I had made earlier this year.  Go Carts.

It shouldn’t take a list to remind a person to have fun and just go for it, but it did.  Luckily, we were headed back in a few days to pick up Grace from camp.

I could redeem my boring Mom stint.  Keegan thought it was a great idea!

I had a blast at Cypress Hills Speedway!  For eleven dollars, I was a able to tick off an item on my list, make memories with my stepson, and wear a perma-grin as I did lap after lap with the gas pedal floored.

Thanks to my sister, Terri, for being the picture taker!

What childhood memory do you want to relive?