Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Cascade Update

Gosh. As tired as I am now, you should have seen me about six hours ago. I finished the race at some snow-park outside Sisters, Oregon and was immediately nauseous. I drank a recovery drink, but it stayed in my stomach the whole ride home, what felt like inches from coming back up my throat. I stayed nauseous for at least the next hour. I got home, and collapsed in my bed. I was shutting down. No shower, no food -- only sleep would cure me.  I slept, albeit lightly, until Kai woke me up with the news that we were leaving in fifteen to go get our massages. He'd prepared a sandwich and a large glass of chocolate milk for me -- if that doesn't mark a good team captain, I don't know what does. I hurried through my shower, wolfed down my sandwich, and put on fresh clothes. For the first time since we started climbing McKenzie Pass half a day ago, I started to feel like a normal person again. We drove to the other host house, and lounged around watching the Tour until it was our turn on the table.

More tomorrow please.

Another time trial.

Another chance.