You know when you have one of those weeks ( or days, hours, moments, etc.) when everything just seems to go wrong? It’s starts with one thing then just escalates from there? Yup, that was our past week and weekend. But in hindsight, we laugh. Because although it didn’t go as planned, we still were safe, had fun, and were with each other.
So… let me begin. 12 days ago (after the hubs victory race), James caught a virus and got sick. It lasted 10 days. No workouts, at all! He got in one run before this weekend. We figured he might as well go and race since he really had nothing to lose, right? Haha. So we packed our bags, the good travel food, and were ready for an easy trip down to Kemah.
Well, his car ended up needing repair so we had a late start. Then we got stuck in a down pour of a thunderstorm and missed the pro meeting. Oh well, no sweat, right? We’ll just email the race director, and we did.
Once we got there and got him registered, we ventured off to find out hotel. Yes, I booked this hotel 3 weeks ago and had a confirmation number. Apparently that did not matter because they did not have our reservation. We called the helpline and they seemed to have our registration but the hotel did not. Hmmm.. sketchy. So off we went in search of a new hotel, at 7pm on race night.
After the third hotel stop, I begged the Super 8 hotel man to let us stay and told him our situation. God bless him because he actually gave us the last cancellation. We were able to get into a handicapped room and he gave us a discount. At this point we are tired, hungry, and soaked (from rain). More thunderstorms rolled in and we decided to just hit the sack early.
4AM came way too early and so did the horrible coffee we inhaled. Around 4:30am we got an email saying they had canceled the bike due to flooding. Yep, flooding. Just a swim run duathlon would be taking place.
Okay, not a problem. Right?
3 hrs later we finally get to the boat dock and put James on the boat. Oh, I forgot to mention that they were suppose to jump off a boat (1.2 miles out) and swim in. And instead of doing 2 boat trips for elites and age groupers, everyone was going to go on one boat at 7:45am now. No prob. But wait, James forgot his swim cap. Ohhh, we laugh. And we scrounge.
I wait for the gun to go off and the elites to jump in the water for the swim.
See that little boat below? That’s where they were to jump off, eek!
It was rough, rocky, and still a bit rainy. Finally I see 2 pack of swimmer coming in. One group was way right (due to the current) and one was way left, not even near the buoys. James got caught in the current and pushed to the right, way out. It was a mess (for him at least).
7th out the water and on the .. run? But wait, there was a half mile run to transition. You had to take your cap with you to transition and drop it there in order in order to stay qualified (since there was no bike). James was running strong but then forgot to take his swim cap with him to transition. He ran all the way back to the swim finish (lost 4 minutes on the run) to get the cap and then ran back. Bad move overall, but at least he played by the rules.
Well that put him just out of the top 10. Not a happy camper but hey.. it was that kind of weekend. We’re home, we’re laughing, we survived the weekend and well… WE’RE GLAD it’s OVER!
Today is marvelous for that reason. Over, done with, moving ON! Phew!
Please tell me you’ve had one of those weeks, weekends, etc.?
Do you laugh at it after? Hope so because it sure does help ease the pain. Haha!