I made it safely out of camp a little injured but still functioning. I wasn’t able to do all of the workouts, but I did do the last hard workout with the group. Every year we finish the camp with a Brazilian, not the wax, a circuit. This year was no exception, and to mark the 30th anniversary of the Tucson camp, the coaches pulled out a retro Brazilian from back in the day. I tried my best to stay near the front of the pack for the workouts and for the last run I gave it all I had. It was definitely tough, but I felt pretty good when it was all said and done.
I took the next day off before starting my adventure back to Canada. It was hard to believe I’d been in Arizona for almost two months, it seemed like I had just got there. I did some last minute shopping and sun bathing, then prepared to head back home. Some how when I packed my bags they seemed lighter than when I came down, I’m not complaining though, it made it a lot easy to get on the road. After a stop off in Scottsdale to pick up some clothes that were left behind, I headed on the road. My training partner Wade and I drove back to Canada in our other partner’s, Nathan, car and over the span of the two day drive we experienced all four seasons. The drive started off nice through Arizona and Utah, the sun was out but not beating down on us and the sky was pretty clear. As we got closer to Colorado the wind started to pick up and tossed the little car back and forth on the highway. As we started our way up into the mountains the clouds came out to play and the temperature started to drop. Before we knew it, it was raining, then soon after it was snowing. For 5 hours straight we drove through the snow before stopping off in Wyoming for the night. When we got out of the car we were clearly not prepared or dressed for the weather. We ran into the hotel and instantly pumped up the heat in the room. The next morning we found out the highways heading east to west were closed because of all the snow! Lucky for us, we were heading north. The snow had stopped falling but there was still plenty of it on the roads. Wade did most of the driving, which both of us were pretty ok with. It had been a while since I drove at all let alone in snow, so this probably wasn’t the time to start. Slowly but surely though, the clouds started to part and the snow turned to sleet, then rain and finally it was clear. It seemed like we turned a corner and it all disappeared, then next thing we knew, we were in Montana. I drove a bit once the roads cleared up and with only one state left till we were home, I didn’t hold back on the gas :-)
The two day tripped when faster then I thought it would and I was super happy to be home. The stay was a short one though. We got home on the 12th and by the 17th I was on a plane heading to Toronto.
I arrived yesterday and the plane ride was remarkable quick and comfortable. I got a whole row to myself so as soon as we reached cruising altitude I sprawled out across all three seats. Once we landed I found Toronto a little cooler than I thought it was going to me, so I instantly put on two sweater even before I was out of the building. I found my uncle right away when I got out and we headed straight to the track to check it out.
By the time we got home and I got settled in it was already 7 but it definitely didn’t feel that late. I ate supper and headed to bed by 930 in hopes of getting the time change under control.
So far I haven’t worked out yet, but I’m hoping to get on the track today. The track is 45 minutes away which is just a bit farther then I would drive back at home. I’m still in the process of figuring out how I’m going to get to and from practice, but I know something will work out…
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