I'm back. Took the red eye last night and have slept most of the day today to try and catch up on my sleep, or lack of it. First things first, when traveling on the red eye have some courtesy, okay? That was the worst flight ever. People were chatting and laughing like it was 3:30 in the afternoon. Some of us had ("had" being the operative word) to go home and get stuff done. But, chatty Cathy's and Chad's wouldn't shut it, so I got no sleep and nothing done today. And to top it off there was turbulence the ENTIRE way. It sucked. And those neck pillows that are supposed to help you sleep? Well, don't waste your money. Okay, enough about all of that.
I made it home. I'm safe. I'm alive. And that's all that matters.
As far as California went, the trip was okay. I met 2 great girls who I had alot in common with. Not running in common but other weird things, like Dave Ramsey and watching The Office. For those of you interested, I was at March Air Reserve Base in Moreno Valley CA. Not much there, except for the base and alot of restaurants. We had class everyday until 4:30 and I spent alot of my time studying for an upcoming exam. And this is all I'm going to mention about it: I got in about 10 miles of running the entire time. 21 days until ING and I can say that I will be the least prepared person out there. Oh well, this run will be for FUN only :)
I missed Troy immensly, and since I'm such a germ-a-phob I was totally grossed out most of the time that I was in my hotel room.
But, on the plus side....I got to go see the last stage of the Tour of California and....meet Floyd Landis! Picture will follow as I left my camera in Troy's truck this morning. It was all very cool, despite whatever your opinion about him is. I was so star struck that when he asked me where I was from, I just sat there. I couldn't for the life of me remember where i was from!!!! Then I said Macon (like he's gonna know where that is) and followed up with "I mean...Georgia...oh my gosh...I'm so star struck...its such an honor to meet you" (or something like that). I got him to autograph a t-shirt for Troy and then my pic taken and I was on my way. I love meeting famous people :) I really wanted to go back and ask him where he got his sunglasses from but the friends that were with me looked at me like I was crazy when I suggested that, so I didn't.
So, all in all it wasn't a horrible trip. Fortunately, I think it will be my last for a very long time :)
I'm glad to be home.
I've got to get back on a running schedule or something resembling one.
Have a great weekend!