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If you're a large woman in America, your whole life is an opportunity to feel self-conscious, embarrassed, resentful and way too big. You can hide in the corner or on the couch, you can go to therapy, or you can put on your lycra bike shorts and get out there and move.
—Jayne Williams, Slow Fat Triathlete

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April 17, 2005

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Well, this has been a sucky weekend. There have been good portions, but by and large, it just wasn't that great.

I did get the scooter. It rocks. I rode home Friday night in the rain. Not too bad.

Saturday morning, I wanted to ride said scoot to PFit, but it was pissing down outside. So I drove. And got soaked. I don't have anything to ID me as an assistant coach, but I still tried to talk to people, with a number of "who the hell are you and why the hell are you talking to me" sorts of looks in response. Then the walkers met, and even though I was in "the inner circle" the coaches for whatever reason did not introduce me as an AC. I don't want to get my running shorts in a bunch, but you know, it's cold, it's wet, and I really don't have to be here, do I?

So we did our 5 miles, which was pretty miserable. I tried talking to some participants with not great results, and tried talking to ACs with more not great results. I was really in the midst of a bad morning before I got to PFit, and I was hoping that it was going to turn things around. No.

Unfortunately, the course was complicated and unclear, and because of the rain, or whatever, ACs weren't posted along the route, so there was sheer chaos.

Now, I just read the bulletin board with a bunch of people saying, nobody talked to me, the ACs were all in a clique, blah blah blah.

After PFit, I went out on a beer crawl. It was an organized beer crawl, mind you, not just me trying to drown my sorrows. It was good, nice, a distraction, nice people, new beer, and I stayed relatively sober until our last stop for dinner at Higgins in the bar, where I had a grand cru and shared a couple of high alcohol European beers and suddenly I was swimming. After that I took the bus home and passed out.

I had been planning to do the Run for the Roses on Sunday (aka, today), but I didn't sign up for it on Friday. I got up at 5:30 and I was still inebriated and hung over at the same time, but I thought, I gotta do this. So I got ready and then realized that my car was in NW, while I was in NE. And it was too late to take the bus. So, scooter it is.

But, I needed to get the scooter turned around. It was in the back yard, in a field of high grass, and the process of getting it turned around took about 40 minutes. By that point, my window of opportunity had passed, AND, it was raining.

I got back in, got back dried off, and tried to go to bed. That didn't work.

Of course, later, we did go for a scooter ride to the running store, and while we were inside, it started hailing! So much so that it looked like the ground was covered with snow.

I feel like I'm at a crossroads, but everything is really out of my control. What happens next could be good, it could be bad, it could be more of the same. I feel like I've fallen off track in a very bad way. Missing the race today was a big fuck up, and I am totally responsible for it—but it's a symptom of bigger issues.

Posted at April 17, 2005

Comments

Oh I've been there before...the main reason I try to stay away from beer, wine or anything else that seeks to mess up my plans. Sorry you missed the race, that hurts I know. The best advice I can give is get up, knock the dust off and try to get back on track again. I just had a bad long run day Saturday, but am trying not to let it throw me (anymore than it has already). Hang in there! Sounds like your scooter rocks, have fun! Those things are heavy, especially when you try to drag them through the grass, sand etc.!

Posted by: Jack at April 17, 2005 11:23 PM

Holy crap, did you have a bad weekend or what? It would be funny if it were happening to Goldie Hawn, but not when its happening in real life to real people. So very sorry everything went down the drain for you. Somebody up there didn't want you out on the scooter this weekend, and tried rain and hail to stop you.

I hope this week is going to get better.

Posted by: Jon in Michigan at April 18, 2005 8:23 AM

Congratulations on the new scooter! Hope it's fun and takes you places you never thought you'd go! :)

Posted by: Nancy Toby at April 18, 2005 5:50 PM