Starting the blog up again. I’ll probably post again in a year or so. Keep checking back.
Here is how my Nationals 2009 went.
-flew to montreal
-watched, “I Love You Man” and it was funny as heck
-got rental car
-drove 5.5 hrs to St Felicien, QC, got in at 430 am
-slept in late
-pre rode the course with Bobbin’ C (Cody Canning) and Geoff Kabush rode with us a bit and he called me fat and I called myself a dump truck
-went for supper. Mike’s. It’s a QC chain. I had the BBQ chicken pizza. Don’t do it, read on.
-team meeting. It was decided that I am a the coolest.
-feeling a bit bloated now
-feeling pretty bloated now
-bedtime
-stomach is angry and feeling nauseous now
-uh oh, find a bucket
-puked and green apple splattered about 10 times throughout the night
-last puke and dry heave at 9am…it’s amazing how much puke can fit in a dump truck like me
-pre race meal-a corn flake and a headache
-drove to race course
-warmed up feeling awesome (sarcastic)
-start line, everyone was mellow and nice (funny how relaxed the elites always are)
-start….bang!
-last place
-moved up to 5th last
-got to the first steep hill
-it looked like everest
-couldn’t push my legs hard enough to actually move up the hill
-moved off the trail and felt shame
-dnf’d
-watched a bit, thought how I want to be fast nationally next year, it’s going to happen
-packed up
-drove 5.5 hrs back to Montreal airport
-hr 5 of driving, huge crazy mofo of a rain storm (it was on the weather channel news) and I was scared
-drove for 1 hr more in Montreal rain storm looking for a gas station that was open….none were open
-bagged the heck out of the rental car
-return of rental car
-stood in line at rental car office
-listened to 2 ladies trying to return a car that had a flat tire
-the desk guy said their car was from a private owner in Toronto and he couldn’t change cars
-the ladies were really angry and thought it was the worst day ever in life
-they complained a bunch more
-lady 1 dropped her change purse and it went all over the place
-she almost died because she thought it was her worst day ever in life
-lady 1 noticed I had already been waiting patiently and it had been for over 30 minutes
-lady 1 suggested to me that my day must not be as bad as hers
-I updated lady 1 with my trip up to that point
-lady 1 looked beaten
-lady 2, and desk guy also felt sorry for me
-after 30 more minutes lady 1 and 2 figured out their rental car problems
-back to my car problem
-desk guy said it will be 150 bucks to fill it if they do it
-I went back out and found a gas station and filled up
-returned car 1 hr late…he didn’t charge me a late fee and was nice to me
-went to the Tim Horton’s in the airport for a bagel
-ate the bagel as my first food of the day and it was gross
-found a nice place to sleep by a broken waterfall/staircase on the east end of the airport
-it was drafty
-got a few hours of sleep and some bug bites
-woke up, brushed teeth, and got on plane
-watched “the Sopranos”, 3 episodes, it was good
-flight landed smooth, my being on the plane probably had something to do with it
-Lovely Kathryn was waiting for me and it was all good
-Best trip ever! Hope next year is even better.
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