One of the enduring mysteries of my personality is my love of NASCAR. No one can explain where it came from or why I like it because none of my friends or family introduced me to it. I simply discovered it one weekend while I was flipping channels (and failing to find anything interesting to watch), and I quickly grew addicted. I watched it throughout high school and into college, but for the past three years my interest has waned. With graduate school, I was always too busy to watch every race, and once I missed most of the 2008 season, I got behind on all the changes as drivers swapped teams/numbers/sponsors. By 2010, I couldn't recognize half the cars on the track, and adding in the fact that Jimmie Johnson has won the past five championships, I basically just lost interest in the entire thing.
This year, though, I'm done with graduate school, the points system has been revamped, and I'm learning the line-up from scratch. I decided to watch the Daytona 500, and I'm back to being hooked. The racing was spectacular, Trevor Bayne's win was stunning, and watching the interviews before and after the race showed me how much I had missed these guys (not Jimmie Johnson, though). So don't be surprised if an occasional post about racing sneaks in between posts about obscure British actors and my volunteer work.
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