Blog #30

Holy Moly, Blog #30. Good job me,  I’m happy that I have made it this far in my blogging adventure. I ran out of good stories and ideas at round blog #12. Honestly, I’ve just been winging it since then. It has been quite fun and I have really enjoyed all the new internet friends that I have made via this Blog. So lets keep it rolling shall we?
Track season is starting and it is weird to not be partaking in the activities. No steeples, no 5000’s,  nothing that involves constant left turns or hurdling things. I actually wanted to run track but I got a little hurt at a bad time, so now track has been sacrificed in the name of building a huge base, the hugest of bases will be built by yours truly. The plan/goal is that come Oct 16th as I roll into that 20th mile there will be no wall out there that can slow me down. And if there is a wall waiting for me there at mile20 I’m gonna push Dylan into it and hurdle that sucker.
Hurdling, ahh yes speaking of hurdling, that is something I will not really miss about track season. No more hurdle work for this guy.  I have steepled for many years now, and that damn hurdling is just something that I could never pick up on.  Good thing I’m 6’3 and I can essentially just step over the barriers, because I am not a very good hurdler at all. You know who are good steeplers? French people! French steeplers are awesome, both the Quebecois and Old Country France steeples are such graceful hurlders. Look at Alex Genest hurdle, that guy is so efficient, he is like a damn hurdling poet.
 Speaking of French steeplechasers and steeplechases, there was this one time I was in France for a steeple, southern France, the small town of Pezanas to be exact. Beautiful little place, very friendly people. So anyways, I was running this race and there was no clock on the track and all the splits were being read out loud in French. I was so lost, all I knew was that the leaders were heading out at 8:10pace, so I calculated my pace off of that idea. When I finished I thought I had run a huge PB and I was pumped! Turns out that the pace was never even close to 8:10 and I did not run a PB at all, the elation quickly dissipated. I actually ran pretty slowly, that was very confusing race. Then right at the finish I am met by these two intimidating French dudes, they started asking me questions and looking very official and such. I was certain I was being DQ’d for a particularly violent mid race elbow (European racing is rough!) once again I was very confused, turns out that I was being drug tested. Drug testing in France was weird, but I made a couple new friends in the process. My Ugandan buddy was pumped that we got all the Coca-Cola we wanted in the doping control room, and the Moroccan guy ended up throwing up everywhere (a Moroccan in doping control, no wonder he was nervous).  After I peed in the cup there was a nice little community BBQ.  I grabbed some chicken and rice and such went and sat down at a table to enjoy the feast. I was sitting at the table when this random French guy and his lady friend come and sat beside me. I kinda smile and nodded then carried on with my meal. This lady gets my attention and just gives me the lowdown in extremely broken English; “My, my cousine est a homo…are you?”  I look over at the guy and he is just giving me the weirdest looking smile I’ve ever seen. I managed to respond (in equally broken French); “non, desole, je ne suis pas un Homo”  The lady informs the cousin of my answer and they both get up and leave.  At first I thought this was pretty funny. But then I got to thinking, the more I pondered the more annoyed I got. So here I am, I’m only in this city for one night and I clearly don’t speak the language. This guy doesn’t try to make small talk (obvious language barrier, but whatever), he doesn’t try to make me feel comfortable at all, he just wants to know straight up, am I gay? I’m not, so he leaves. That’s that, end of interaction. He wan’t interested in my mind, didn’t care about my feelings or emotions. This dude just wanted a piece of my body! What a pig. He just wanted one magical night of man love. Well sorry French man, I am not that kind of guy. I am a gentleman!
Anyways, wanted to say congrats to Reider,Gilly and Snider for the big wins this past weekend. Goodluck to the UNC squads at ACC’s and good luck to Milne at the Kansas relays. Gonna go for a run here. Bye!

-rob-

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Apr 2011
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10 Responses to “Blog #30”

  1. Max says:

    Hahahaha, awesome!

  2. Rick says:

    La meilleure partie de ce blog était – "if there is a wall waiting for me there at mile20 I'm gonna push Dylan into it and hurdle that sucker". Bahahaha!

  3. Anonymous says:

    Keep the blogs coming man! Great stories.

    Keep running.

    Bob

  4. Jane says:

    I didn't think it could get any better after you unveiled your plans to push Dylan into your abstract wall in 6 months. And then it did. I think you should write a book of short stories.

  5. Paul says:

    This blog is now up on Flotrack. Check it out! http://www.flotrack.org/blog/32542-le-Blog-du-Rog

  6. BBB says:

    hahaha, man, the french don't waste time! maybe you just have that 'quality'

  7. Anonymous says:

    How do you go back to banging out 140 mile weeks after being out for a few weeks? Does your coach beg you to ease back into it?

    Injera is great. Please let's have your teff pancake recipe.

    Bob

  8. Rob Watson says:

    Hey ya'll.
    Bob, I'm not back up to 140 yet. Dave understands that I'm a big mileage guy and lets me run a lot. but we are taking our time and being patient right now. Gotta get healthy first, then I'm gonna start to rock.

    Teff Pancakes:
    1/2 cup Teff flour
    1/4 cup Buckwheat flour
    little bit of Baking powder
    some Cinnamon
    little bit of sugar
    some sort of oil (whatever kind you prefer)
    Add Applejuice until it is at a good consistency.
    Fry em' up and enjoy. Healthy and Delicious.

    -rob-

  9. Anonymous says:

    Thanks for the recipe. Can't wait to try it. But no eggs? That's really vegan.

  10. Rob Watson says:

    No Problem, I'm sure eggs could be in that recipe somewhere. I just didn't happen to have any when I was tinkering. Figure I might as well go all the way hippy with this recipe.

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