I woke up to my alarm at 5am yesterday… then slept on accident until 6am. I had to be at Lisa’s 15 minutes later, so I scrambled up out of bed and eventually got out the door. I was kinda late. The drive up to Sublimity was fine. Dum dum dum.
It was a cold morning. I saw Big Nick at registration. He said, “I heard a rumor about you.”
I paused. “Oh really? What’s that?”
Nick said, “I can’t tell you. Then it wouldn’t be a rumor.”
Things degenerated and I finally pulled out the end-all-be-all: “Nick, I’m taller than you.”
Lisa almost died laughing, I think
BURN! ARE YOU LOL-ING AT ME NOW?! THAT’S RIGHT!
It turns out that I’m a sprinter, just like Big Nick. Except for the ‘Big’ part.
And on that note… Nick got dropped in his race. OUCH. Sorry, that was kind of mean.
Cool stuff I did yesterday
- Lots of photos (428, to be exact). I will put them in the next post.
- Hanging out with Kenji during the afternoon sessions.
- Telling the 1/2/3 women they were doing one less lap. (Becka was MAD!)
- Getting a flat in the parking lot (not during the race).
- Explaining where the finish line was at least fifty times.
- Getting dropped like a (something-much-bigger-than-a-rock) up the first climb.
This post is not as epic as it was in my head. Hmm.
Becka could have done an extra lap if she wanted to. It was 2.5 hours in with a lap and a half to go, the cat 3 women were fading (ie no talking what-so-ever). It was the right call.
OMG, I am totally LOLing right now.
Although, I am gonna make you pay for all this ‘big’ talk. And just me, pay you will! It’s one thing when the Wii Fit tells me I am fat, I don’t need you blogging that I am big. Now it’s personal, and might I add. “Its on like donkey kong!”
Yeah, I got dropped in the Cat 1/2 race, at least I finished. It isn’t like I DNF’d a Cat 3 race, OOH SNAP! Yeah, I just went there.
ROFLCOPTER!
Don’t you mean “it’s”?
Now you’re the grammar police?
Thanks for explaining to me where the finish line was
Love the pics!