Every year for the last 14 years I have been going to the Michigan Nascar race. Every year I tell myself this is the last time, it takes such a toll on my spine. So here it is Monday morning the day after the race and I am sitting here wishing once again that I did not go. Why do I continue year after year to put myself through this? Not only do I go to the race it is 3 days of camping in a tent. It has always been a girls weekend and BIG fun but is it worth it? I know that when the time comes I will be sitting at home watching the race on tv wishing I was there but when I am at the race I keep asking myself Why am I putting myself through this. It will take a week to get my spine to stop screaming at me. How many others out there do things they know they will be sorry for? Perhaps I am just wanting to be normal for one weekend, or should I say pretend I am normal.