Holy shitshow batman! Sorry for the break folks. The last few weeks has been just silly, straight up wonky! So I went to Vancouver with the lady, that was an awesome trip I had so much fun, her family were a bunch of friggen saints. Honestly and truly, just good people. I’m pretty sure that they thought I was an alright dude also. The nanny even hooked me up with a bunch of socks and delicious cookies for xmas. That nanny, she was rad, I loved her. It was all good in Vancouver, top notch indeed! I spent actual Christmas up in the mountains with brother Mike. We drank a whole lotta beer, listened to music and had a frozen pizza for Christmas dinner (sorry mom). Mike is an amazing artist, and I hope to hell one day he has the chance to show off his stuff, he blew me away with his talents up there in those mountains. That was awesome.
I also got in some very, very good training on the west coast. Lots of miles on some of the nicest trails that North America has to offer. Basically, the Vancouver/Pemberton part of my break was been rad.
I even got an old buddy from high school so drunk that he threw up all over his own coat at the bar. Good on him for not wanting to throw up all over the bar, he aimed for his own jacket instead. What a gentleman!
|Brother Mike and I doing Christmas right!
But then I came back to Ontario. Oh, crap folks. Here is where I start to feel sorry for myself, and here is where this blog post gets pretty damn emo (sorry) So we get back on the 31st and first thing to happen is that I get dumped. Seriously who gets dumped on New Years Eve? Come on Lady! I mean sure, it is good to start the new year with a clean slate, but how about a little buffer? I was really looking forward to partying and having a good time to celebrate the New Year. Kinda hard when ya just got dumped! Actually, it wasn’t that bad at all, the now ex and I still partied and still had fun. She is a hell of a girl and we’ll still be buds, I just don’t get to see her naked anymore, so lame! We even went and saw HappyFeet2 the next day, what a cute little movie. Seriously though, this is a call to every other woman in my life; I need some back up here! I should not be turning to Jane to get advice and support on how to get over…Jane! that makes absolutely no sense, no sense at all! But this is what is happening, she is helping me, to get over her. It’s friggen confusing.
Me: “you are a bitch, you broke my heart”
Her: “I know I am, it’s okay, you’re such a good dude, you’re gonna be fine”
Me: “What the hell is going on here?”
That was annoying, but that shit happens all the time, poor me. So then I get back to Guelph and I’m just not feeling right, I feel like I may need a change. Feel like I gotta get outta here for a while. Remember a few blogs ago when I talked about how awesome my job was, and how much I loved everyone I work with? Yeah, well I quit that job. The grind was getting to me. I think I want a job in the area of my expertise (running) I’m looking into that as we speak. Anyone got any suggestions?
So I will admit, at this point my head is not quite right. I have a sad heart, I have caught some sorta sickness and I just hate the cold and snow. Needless to say I’m game for anything that will make me feel even the slightest bit better. And then I get a phone call;
Brother Pete: “Hey Robbie, heard yer in a funk”
Brother Pete: “Come to North Carolina”
So here I am, I’m single and unemployed. I have three months until my next Marathon (Rotterdam, April 15th) and I have nothing really holding me in Guelph, why the hell not just get the hell outta town for a while? Give it all I got for one last shot at it. Yep, that is totally what I am going to do. I’m outta here, I am headed down to North Carolina for a few months. Gonna just train, relax and try to wrap my head around life, I am really looking forward to it. I feel good. Wait! Hold the phone there Watson;
Canadian Tire: “Hello, we switched out you tires, but we noticed some very serious problems with your vehicle”
Rob: “alright, what do we got?”
Canadian Tire: “Well, where to begin…blah, blah, blah…”
Rob: “Oh Shit, that doesn’t sound good. How much we looking”
Canadian Tire: “More than you can afford”
Rob: “Oh shit, that is more than I can afford”
Oh no, my car, my beloved Dieter is very sick. Looks like I’m grounded folks. Looks like I may be sticking around the Guelph for a little while. What to do? I know! I am going to friggen run. I am going to train my balls off and run myself ragged. Three months folks. The next three months are dedicated to operation “run yer balls off“. I love running and right now that is all I wanna do. My head is cloudy and I’m not too sure where this is all headed. Just gonna try to control what I can and let the chips fall as they may.
I like that plan, I feel at peace with that plan. Maybe I can’t just jump ship and just run away from my problems. I guess Sometimes ya gotta hang around and gut it out. Sometimes ya gotta stop being a little bitch and man the eff up! Life is hard sometimes, and life can be very frustrating. Things don’t always work out the way ya want it to. But in time I’m sure I can make it all work out. I have good friends, great family and possibly the nicest ex-girlfriend in the world to get me through all this non sense. I’m not happy today, but I know I will be soon. In the words of a great man I know. “Sometimes to have a rainbow ya need a little rain”
Good god that was a cheesy post. Give me a week to get back on the training and I’ll be back with some good shit to talk about.