mountains out of molehills
the title of this post encapsulates two recent goings-on in my life. first, you may recall i was worried about failing my globalization course. well, i scared myself so bad about it, i ended up with a little overkill scoring an A on my final. now i guess i am ¨one of those people¨. you know the kind I am talking about. so no worries now in the marks department.
the second incident this applies to was my bike ride yesterday. i think yesterday was the first time i didn´t really enjoy myself on the bike. first of all, i didn´t give myself enough time, so i felt rushed through the whole ride and that`s annoying. second of all, i forgot to eat so i bonked pretty hard by surprise, so that sucked. also, i kept having little equipment problems such as losing my water bottle at the bata race, thus having to resort to my leaky backpack again. ugh. also, it being spring, all the pollen was out and floating around. i have never experienced cotton mouth so literally in all my life. the pollen of whatever dutch flora is in the area takes the form of flying cotton balls, which i ingested far too many of. lastly, and here is my mountain part...i had a ´molehill´of a fall...just a little slip of the wheel on a muddy descent/turn in some singletrack. it became a ´mountain´of a fall when I realized i had landed in a patch of nettles. all over my legs and arms and even down my back these invisible little stingy things were attacking me and the bike was between my legs in such a way so as to prevent me from making a getaway without furthering my predicament. i was on fire for like 6 hours.
other than the nettles, things are good. i was thinking about going to croatia, but it looks now like i won´t make it because there weren´t enough people signed up to run the tour i wanted. so that´s ok....it was starting to look very expensive. plus, that frees me up now for a rowing race i was invited to participate in (8+) and also the dutch national student championship for mtb. pretty cool. it will be nice to get back into racing i understand...running races is so 10 years ago. I felt so naked at the start line without any equipment to worry about except whether or not my shoelaces are tied. those who have been privy to my pre-race state of mind know i need something to occupy it. ie, are my screws all tight? are my brakes adjusted properly? oarlocks done up? etc etc....
the second incident this applies to was my bike ride yesterday. i think yesterday was the first time i didn´t really enjoy myself on the bike. first of all, i didn´t give myself enough time, so i felt rushed through the whole ride and that`s annoying. second of all, i forgot to eat so i bonked pretty hard by surprise, so that sucked. also, i kept having little equipment problems such as losing my water bottle at the bata race, thus having to resort to my leaky backpack again. ugh. also, it being spring, all the pollen was out and floating around. i have never experienced cotton mouth so literally in all my life. the pollen of whatever dutch flora is in the area takes the form of flying cotton balls, which i ingested far too many of. lastly, and here is my mountain part...i had a ´molehill´of a fall...just a little slip of the wheel on a muddy descent/turn in some singletrack. it became a ´mountain´of a fall when I realized i had landed in a patch of nettles. all over my legs and arms and even down my back these invisible little stingy things were attacking me and the bike was between my legs in such a way so as to prevent me from making a getaway without furthering my predicament. i was on fire for like 6 hours.
other than the nettles, things are good. i was thinking about going to croatia, but it looks now like i won´t make it because there weren´t enough people signed up to run the tour i wanted. so that´s ok....it was starting to look very expensive. plus, that frees me up now for a rowing race i was invited to participate in (8+) and also the dutch national student championship for mtb. pretty cool. it will be nice to get back into racing i understand...running races is so 10 years ago. I felt so naked at the start line without any equipment to worry about except whether or not my shoelaces are tied. those who have been privy to my pre-race state of mind know i need something to occupy it. ie, are my screws all tight? are my brakes adjusted properly? oarlocks done up? etc etc....
posted by Unknown at Wednesday, April 27, 2005
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