Pack Rat
I don't keep lots of things. I find I'm happiest when I'm surrounded by the necessary and useful items in my life, rather than the frivolous and superfluous. I even get upset with my wife when she keeps things that I don't see an immediate use for. "When are we possibly going to use this?" I say a few times every week.
But I do make one exception to my minimalist ways. In my garage there are hundreds of motocross magazines. There are copies of Motocross Action, Racer X, Transworld, Dirt Bike and the defunct titles MX Racer, Motocross, Cycle News, Wide Open, Final Lap, Motocross Illustrated, Motocross West, Motofly and a few others I can't even remember.
The oldest issues date back to the early '80s (when my older brother Bryan was the collector,) and the newest are still piling up today. Virtually every era in between has good coverage--bike tests of now-vintage machines, stories of races from tracks that no longer exist, columns by long-gone editors, advertisements for gear that fashion has forgotten (in some cases for the best.) It's all there on the fading, dog-eared pages.
I keep all these despite the fact that the they've turned one corner of my garage into an unruly mess. Worse yet, I can't even really claim that they're useful. While I sometimes recall that a certain magazine has some piece of information I need, the sheer number of them makes locating any particular issue an impossibility (barring a two-hour search.) And while I love to randomly flip through magazines as much as anyone, it is also unlikely that I'll ever dig into the majority of the issues again. There are just too many.
Recently I decided to do something about my haphazard collection. I decided I would keep a few magazines from each era and recycle the rest. The idea of actually taking any of the magazines for recycling was painful, but the truth was that I had little choice: they were beginning to crowd the actual bikes in my garage, and I hadn't touched them in years (I have new magazines coming in the mail all the time, after all.)
So I began to sort. A few hours passed and I had two piles: 1. My keepers pile (issues of my favorite titles selected from each era,) and 2. The give-away pile. The give-away pile actually consisted of several piles, all of which dwarfed the single keepers pile.
Then an unsurprising thing happened: I quit the project. Faced with nothing more to do than to box up my recycling pile and take it away, I suddenly found lots of other things to do. Instead of hauling away the magazines, I adjusted spokes. Cleaned my goggles. Swept the floor (which was hard considering how many magazines were covering it.) In short, I lost my nerve.
At this point, I wish I could tell you how I cleverly and neatly resolved this problem. But the truth is that instead of having a big stack of magazines in a corner of my garage, I now have a big stack (several stacks, actually) in the center of my garage. And I lack the decisiveness to either put them back where they came from or take them away. Either option seems like a defeat somehow.
So I suppose I'm writing this less to tell a story and more to ask for advice. I have no idea how to resolve this problem. Honestly, I don't suspect any of you will know how either, but so long as my fingers are on the keys, I feel like I am doing something...something that keeps me from having to go stare at the teetering stacks sitting precariously next to my bike.
Should I keep them? Recycle them? Turn them into a paper-mache sculpture of Ricky Carmichael? I don't really know, and until I do, there they will sit. And I will have no leverage whatsoever with my wife when I want her to clean out her closet.
P.S. If you have any ideas, feel free to email me at robert@mx775.com.
Update: About a week after this was published, I surrendered a large part of my collection to a Reno High School student who needed them to help him start a motocross club at school. I couldn't think of a better fate for them.
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