Monday, 20 February 2012

20/02/2012

Commute:
So I've had an awkward feeling for the last few days, and today decided to make a phone call. The feeling was because Cycling Australia hadn't charged my Credit Card for the nationals.

So I call up and have a chat to a bloke, he looks up my name in the entry lists and kindly confirms that I'm not on the list.

Oh. Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

The entries closed last week, so I cant just be reprocessed. The dude I need to talk to was on a call or in a meeting... but he'd call me back soon. Soon passed. Later was fast approaching. My stress levels were rising. Why? Well my mums (hi mums) was due at my place at 4pm to pick up my bikes and begin the drive to Sydney with them (have I mentioned my mums is awesome? yes? well just to be sure... my mums is tres (that's French for very) awesome). I could live without racing, but the thought of telling my mother that she the 5 days of her life she'd allotted for me to race... not needed now, return home, phone your cousin and say you're not coming.... well that gripped me with a level of anxiety usually reserved for the idea of swimming with tarantulas.

Thankfully it's all come off, a nice man at CA emailed me a form, I filled in the boxes and ticked some things and sent it back so quick it arrived 3.4 seconds before he'd even sent it. Best of all, I haven't had to tell my mum a thing!

Maybe I'll fess up on the drive home, then in a few years it'll be like "HAHAH remember that time when I almost made you drive to Sydney for no reason? Hahaha good times!"

D: 18.4km
A: 65m


PMPW: 96kg

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