Day 3 in Coeur D'Alene June 21st
Tuesday morning started out great. Everything seemed to be going as planned, the flight was on time, traffic was non-existent to the airport and the TSA security line moved along like a creek with fresh rain. Carole and I arrived at the gate with no major issues or hiccups. We even had the exit rows to stretch or legs which was a nice treat. To mention that this is a small world and even sport of triathlon is 100% true. On the plane I saw two friends I know, Koren from Florida and Mike from Chicago who will be racing on Sunday too.
The luggage wasn’t lost and seemed to be pretty much the first off thee belt which was nice, so we cruised over to the rental car terminal to pick up my chariot. No maps needed as this is my third trip to beautiful CDA in three years. On the trip Carole played a good DJ. Her choice in tunes was good, nothing to hard core and not a ton of Hip Hop which I thought would be due to her Hotlanta roots….Just kidding Sharpee. I guess traveling on the freeways of Denver and Boulder seem to give one a lead foot. As I was driving 69 in a 60 (normally a good pace to drive at or a little faster) and Officer Farvria pulled me over. That’s right I was pulled over. But I was also pulled over by a motorcycle cop who was on the side of the road.
Damn Him.
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” asked Officer Farvria
“NO.”
“I clocked you going a steady 69 in a 60”
I should have replied with when he asked why I pulled over “because you ran out of donuts and coffee and needed me to pick some up for you”.
My first ticket in 10 years and it was on the way to peaceful Coeur D’ Alene. Oh well shit happens. The kicker is that the cost of the ticket is $101 bucks.
After we got to CDA and settled a little Carole and I had some breakfast and then we where off to meet up with her friend Scott Riggsbee (an inspiration to everyone). He is a double leg amputee from the knees down. He is competing in his first Ironman, once he completes it he will be the first double amputee to do so. After meeting him, sharing training stories and see the drive and determination, not to mention the great personality and smile he seems to wear all the time. I realized that my sore knee is nothing in comparison to what Scott has endured to reach the point he is at now. He told me a story when he ran in a marathon a couple months back. His prosthetics didn’t fit right due to his weight lose, from training for the ironman, that it caused rubbing and bleeding. This blood just pooled in the cup of his prosthetic, which had to be dumped out every 15 mins or so. He sucked it up and completed the marathon in close to 6 hours.
So you ask, how is Jon’s Knee? It is great now. No reason to complain about it or even pay attention to the slight discomfort I have.
Last night, the parents, sister and brother in-law all arrived. It was great to see everyone for the first time since Christmas. Today we all had a great breakfast, Kate gave me a cool belated birthday present (Red Sox t-shirt that is in Irish Caelic). I showed them some of the great bike/run course (by car of course), toured the Expo area and introduced them to some friends along the way. Now after a great dinner of chicken and pasta is getting close to bed time. Have an early morning swim with Jenna at 7am to check out the sun glair. Ok my DQ Rootbeer float just arrived as my parents have returned. Off to enjoy that, ice the knee and hit the sack.
The luggage wasn’t lost and seemed to be pretty much the first off thee belt which was nice, so we cruised over to the rental car terminal to pick up my chariot. No maps needed as this is my third trip to beautiful CDA in three years. On the trip Carole played a good DJ. Her choice in tunes was good, nothing to hard core and not a ton of Hip Hop which I thought would be due to her Hotlanta roots….Just kidding Sharpee. I guess traveling on the freeways of Denver and Boulder seem to give one a lead foot. As I was driving 69 in a 60 (normally a good pace to drive at or a little faster) and Officer Farvria pulled me over. That’s right I was pulled over. But I was also pulled over by a motorcycle cop who was on the side of the road.
Damn Him.
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” asked Officer Farvria
“NO.”
“I clocked you going a steady 69 in a 60”
I should have replied with when he asked why I pulled over “because you ran out of donuts and coffee and needed me to pick some up for you”.
My first ticket in 10 years and it was on the way to peaceful Coeur D’ Alene. Oh well shit happens. The kicker is that the cost of the ticket is $101 bucks.
After we got to CDA and settled a little Carole and I had some breakfast and then we where off to meet up with her friend Scott Riggsbee (an inspiration to everyone). He is a double leg amputee from the knees down. He is competing in his first Ironman, once he completes it he will be the first double amputee to do so. After meeting him, sharing training stories and see the drive and determination, not to mention the great personality and smile he seems to wear all the time. I realized that my sore knee is nothing in comparison to what Scott has endured to reach the point he is at now. He told me a story when he ran in a marathon a couple months back. His prosthetics didn’t fit right due to his weight lose, from training for the ironman, that it caused rubbing and bleeding. This blood just pooled in the cup of his prosthetic, which had to be dumped out every 15 mins or so. He sucked it up and completed the marathon in close to 6 hours.
So you ask, how is Jon’s Knee? It is great now. No reason to complain about it or even pay attention to the slight discomfort I have.
Last night, the parents, sister and brother in-law all arrived. It was great to see everyone for the first time since Christmas. Today we all had a great breakfast, Kate gave me a cool belated birthday present (Red Sox t-shirt that is in Irish Caelic). I showed them some of the great bike/run course (by car of course), toured the Expo area and introduced them to some friends along the way. Now after a great dinner of chicken and pasta is getting close to bed time. Have an early morning swim with Jenna at 7am to check out the sun glair. Ok my DQ Rootbeer float just arrived as my parents have returned. Off to enjoy that, ice the knee and hit the sack.
posted by Jon at 6/21/2007 09:03:00 PM
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