08/02/2026
Unbelievably proud of the progress these two have made this past year 🏁
But with that progress has come a mum full of worry.
When Jay and Aston first started their motocross journey, I was fine with it. I was brought up around bikes — it was normal.
That was… until they really progressed.
When they’re fast, committed and pushing limits, you know if they come off, it’s going to hurt. And as a mum, while you support them 110%, the fear inside is very real.
I find myself praying to those above to watch over them. Standing on the start gate trying to control the shaking. A “resting” heart rate sitting in the 140s. Making sure I say “I love you” to each of them — just in case.
And then there’s the guilt when it goes wrong.
The guilt that you allowed them on the bike.
The guilt that they’re in pain and you can’t fix it.
The guilt that somehow… this is your fault.
Even the guilt hospital staff can make you feel.
The list goes on.
But when it goes right — when they’re okay — the pride is overwhelming. Almost stronger than ever, knowing how tough and extreme this sport truly is.
I say it all season long: I love this sport… but I also hate it.
Being a moto mum is hard.
It’s mentally tough - the constant worry, the what ifs, the fear you try to hide behind a brave face.
It’s physically exhausting- living on adrenaline on race days, running on minimal sleep and a nervous system that never fully switches off.
Your heart races from the first practice to the last chequered flag. You crash emotionally even when they don’t. And just when you think you can finally relax… it starts all over again.
And let’s be honest - it also makes you completely skint 😂
But I will always be proud of their hard work, determination and the courage they show chasing their goals. Proud of who they are becoming, the courage they show every time they line up and the way they get back up no matter how tough it gets 💙💙
