Hey I’m in Europe. Holland to be exact. Rotterdam to be the most exact. Gonna race a marathon tomorrow. Race is gonna be neat. I expect that it’s gonna be fun for a bit, then it’s gonna get pretty hard, then it’s gonna suck balls. Can’t wait. This build-up has been so much fun. I’ve had a blast working with brother Pete, he’s a rad coach.
For this race I have one goal, but a few different race plans on how to get there. Depending on the weather and such I’ll settle on a final approach tomorrow. I won’t bore you with specifics, but the general idea is to get from point A to point B in 2:11:29, that would be superb. If I do that I am going to fist pump and sky punch the hell outta this place. I will sky punch so hard that I fear I might dislocate my shoulder. 2:11:29 is fast as hell, and I’m gonna have to get pretty friggen ugly to get there. I am going to have to go deep man, go to that dark, dark place. That dark place scares me, I’ve been there before and dear god does it hurt. But when that happens, and when things are dark as hell I’m gonna think of my Mom and Dad, they are the brightest lights in my life, and hopefully they can help get me through the dark.
Initially I was most looking forward to running my race, then drinking a bunch of beers and hitting on pretty Dutch girls. But since getting here my mentality has shifted. I am quite straight, but wow, European men are handsome as hell! They dress so friggen well, and they are much better looking than me. I have no chance with the ladies over here, I’m way outta my league. So I guess I better get the most outta this here race in order for this trip to be a success. 100% focus and energy on the race. I still plan on drinking a whole bunch of beer after though. But now that I’m not worried about ladies, well, I may just get belligerent…and fall in a canal.
I don’t really have any stories from this trip yet, very low key. I really like Rotterdam though, it is a super nice city. Really cool architecture, friendly people and H&M’s on every corner. Seriously, there are 3 H&M’s within 5min of my hotel. The Dutch language is quite fun also, very loopy with lots of character, It makes me smile. Yesterday I saw a TV commercial for McDonald’s, and when they said ‘Chicken McNoogatts” I broke out into a pretty serious giggle fit. So I’m adding Rotterdam to the list of cities I want to move to. As of May 1st I am a free agent and I gotta find a new place to live. Vancouver is my #1 choice right now, but there are a lot of other wicked places I wouldn’t mind settling in either. I’ll worry about that business later though.
So gonna get serious here for a quick second. Umm…guys…all you folks that come read this blog, say nice things and continually offer up your support. Thank you so much…I love you guys. You have no idea how much all the support has meant to me. I’ve gone through some kinda annoying stuff since Scotia. Leading into Scotia, and the few weeks after were probably the lowest points in my running life. I was bummed about my running, it sucked. I wasn’t really enjoying it that much. Changes were made, and it was hard man. I had sponsors flake out, people doubt me and some other negative bullshit go down. But no matter what was happening this blog was a thing that I could turn to, I used it to vent, it was kinda like therapy or something. And you awesome bastards were always there to encourage and support me, that was just friggen rad. Seriously, this shit helped keep me positive and motivated. I would not be here in Rotterdam right now if it were not for your awesomeness. So thanks for that. Cookies and Beer for all, no matter what happens tomorrow.
Wish I had some cooler stuff to talk about, but I don’t. So go over to my Girl Jane’s blog. I wrote a blog for her last week, then she was kind enough to do a little pre-Rotterdam thing for me. You should also follow her on the twitter; https://twitter.com/#!/shoelesscoolis she’s almost at 100 followers. Her 100th follower get’s a sweet prize, a 1hr private tutoring session on the RAS gene and it’s roll in cancer and such…she’s smart.
Technically I should probably not be such good buds with this Jane character, she did after all drag me all the way out to Vancouver over x-mas break only to break up with me as soon as we got back. That was annoying as hell, kind of a bitch move there Coolis. But she has since proven that she is still awesome despite all that nonsense. She’s been an amazing friend and constant source of support through all the shenanigans (shenanigans which happen to involve her dragging me out to Vancouver then dumping me…yeah, it’s confusing to me too). I dig her. Also if you know me than you probably also know that I can absolutely not stay mad at anyone for more than an hour or two (except maybe Jeremy Roenick, seriously eff that guy). I am capable of being upset, but only in short spurts. Being upset makes you fat, it’s a scientific fact.
Okay, one last thing. thanks to brother mike for sharing this with me; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xjdkc14-zwQ this song is so rad. I can’t stop listening to it. Brother Mike has always had excellent musical taste.
Ok, I’m gonna go and grab some sorta carbo laced sports drink.