Okay, let me get something off my chest real quick…ahem…okay…FUCK!!!
Yeah, that felt good, I needed that. I’ll remember how much this sucks and use it to fuel the fire. That fire went out there for a few minutes, but it was re-ignited as I watched the TV and saw Reider loose his shit as Gillis dug deeper than a mothersucker to score that Olympic qualifier. Anyone who didn’t get chills from that is a bastard. That scene pretty much summed up why I love this sport and why I love the Guelph. Those guys have put in thousands of miles together and now they are both gonna be Olympians together. DST, Reider and Gillis, the dreamteam. It’s beautiful man, it’s downright poetic. It is that kind of shit that gets you out the door everyday, it’s that kinda shit that gets you to put your body through the ringer day in day out. That is the kind of shit that we dream of. Reider and Gillis, man those guys are incredible. I am not the least bit surprised that they did what they did on Sunday. But man it is awesome when a plan comes together and is executed with such perfection. Okay maybe stopping for a shit wasn’t exactly part of the plan, but ya get my point.
Despite one big glaring disappointment this weekend was pretty awesome. Want to say congrats to Mario, I met him at the start line, he came over to say hi, then he went and crushed it to get a new PB, congrats man. Also wanna say thanks to Anthony D. for coming over and chilling with me as I waited to be picked up by the medics crew, it was nice to have someone to talk to.
Thanks to random stranger Sam for taking care of me and covering me in like 10coats as I tried to take a nap in that random driveway out at the beaches. I felt so drunk, all I wanted to do was take a quick nap! Also thanks to all those folks for letting me use your coats as my bed.
So wanna hear a weird story? I was at the expo on Saturday just chilling at the NB booth. Some girl and her sister were there and we kinda started chatting. We were just making small talk and then the one girl was all like “did you used to do the steeplechase?” and I says to her, I says; “Sure did” then you know what she says to me? she says; “We sat beside each other on a plane ride to Paris” Then I was like, “uhhh, Holy shit! I remember you!“
So get this. This girl, Marie and I sat beside each other on a plane ride to France back in 08′ we chatted the whole way and became best friends. She even helped my buy a train ticket when we got there because she spoke french and I did not. Then we parted ways. So that was a bit of a mindfuck seeing her again. If I ever run into her randomly again I’m gonna ask her to marry me because obviously it’s fate…actually no, scratch that. Both times I’ve run into her I’ve had shitty races. Stay the hell away from me Marie! (just kidding, that was mean).
So back to the weekend. Thanks to everyone for being so awesomely supportive. It was absolutely amazing running down Lake Shore and having people cheering non-stop. And yeah, also had about 100people give the blog a shout out. I am kinda getting a little afraid that I am becoming what I hate. Here I am writing about running every week and giving off the impression that I am pretty good. But given the evidence over the last few months, I think I may be a fraud. I’m nothing but a hype machine media whore. Damn. Well I think maybe I’m gonna stop blogging until I run a decent race.
Hopefully I’ll be back sooner rather than later.
Hey, so what I said last blog about wanting all that hype and shit, yeah I take that back. Don’t get me wrong, hype is awesome. But when ya get hype then fail miserably ya feel like a wiener. That’s exactly what I feel like right now, a big ole wiener…that’s what she said.
So my race was bad folks, I dropped out. I’m pretty sad about it. I really wanted that world record. I feel as if I let down all the dudes out there who have had TPSA’s (traumatic pogo stick accidents). But this blog is a happy place, so lets talk positives here. First and foremost. The most positive thing about this weekend. Reid and Eric. Holy shit, those fools absolutely killed it! I am so happy for those guys. That video of Reider cheering on Gilly Boy across the line makes my soul smile. I was feeling mighty sorry for myself on Sunday afternoon, but seeing that clip, man how could that not make ya happy? I love those guys. Reid also bought all the beer Sunday night, what a guy.
Another thing that is awesome, all ya’ll out there. Sooooo much support on the course! I met Mario on the start line, he came over and wished me luck. Mario went on to run a PB, congrats man.
I also gotta say thanks to random Toronto strangers. After I stopped I went a laid down in some random driveway. I was kinda out of it, but all of a sudden I was covered in like 10coats. Not gonna lie, that may have been the most comfortable I have been in my entire life. I wasn’t even mad that I had dropped out at that point, life was perfect. Then I came to my senses and I was sad.
Then whilst I was feeling all sad Anthony D. came over and kept me company, it was good to have someone to talk to at that point.