This weekend has killed me.
Came back home on Tuesday...
Wednesday, we made a delivery to TC Williams and then loaded one of the trucks for the Chili Cook Off... Wednesday was the easy day.
Thursday, we loaded the second truck for the cook off, then went and picked up a crapload of water for the 10K in Arlington, and then loaded a 24 ft truck with every material known to man for that damn race, doesn't sound like much, but we still dicked around for a good 8 hours doing it. Thursday was the slightly easy day.
Friday, we set up the DC Chili Cook Off, and for the 11th time out of the 12 years I've been doing this event, it poured fucking rain during the entire setup. It only took about 7 hours to set it all up, but the rain made it feel like forever, and I got some mad chills from it... Friday sucked.
Saturday, we woke up at 4am to do the 10K in Arlington... It poured fucking rain the entire time, and we were there for 10 hours, from the start of the race to the finish, and then we had to pick up all the trash ourselves and dump it, ourselves for the race, (Trashman has never been a part of my job description.) That event enraged me (rain assisted) but there was one perk... I got a free pair of $110 shoes out of it thanks to the lovely folks at Pacers running stores... We rested for a couple hours and then had to go to DC and take down the Chili Cook Off, and by the grace of God, it didn't rain... So the take down only took about three and a half hours, though we unloaded the trucks afterward, and ended up working till about 2am anyways, basically a good 22 hours straight, more than half of that in the rain.
and now it's Sunday, and there's a goddam monsoon outside, and it's just gonna keep getting harder until tomorrow night... But at least it's over... and at least I got a slick pair of $110 Puma's... and at least I'm going back to Harrisonburg tomorrow for about 4 days... and at least it's over.
Goddam I am tired.
Wednesday, we made a delivery to TC Williams and then loaded one of the trucks for the Chili Cook Off... Wednesday was the easy day.
Thursday, we loaded the second truck for the cook off, then went and picked up a crapload of water for the 10K in Arlington, and then loaded a 24 ft truck with every material known to man for that damn race, doesn't sound like much, but we still dicked around for a good 8 hours doing it. Thursday was the slightly easy day.
Friday, we set up the DC Chili Cook Off, and for the 11th time out of the 12 years I've been doing this event, it poured fucking rain during the entire setup. It only took about 7 hours to set it all up, but the rain made it feel like forever, and I got some mad chills from it... Friday sucked.
Saturday, we woke up at 4am to do the 10K in Arlington... It poured fucking rain the entire time, and we were there for 10 hours, from the start of the race to the finish, and then we had to pick up all the trash ourselves and dump it, ourselves for the race, (Trashman has never been a part of my job description.) That event enraged me (rain assisted) but there was one perk... I got a free pair of $110 shoes out of it thanks to the lovely folks at Pacers running stores... We rested for a couple hours and then had to go to DC and take down the Chili Cook Off, and by the grace of God, it didn't rain... So the take down only took about three and a half hours, though we unloaded the trucks afterward, and ended up working till about 2am anyways, basically a good 22 hours straight, more than half of that in the rain.
and now it's Sunday, and there's a goddam monsoon outside, and it's just gonna keep getting harder until tomorrow night... But at least it's over... and at least I got a slick pair of $110 Puma's... and at least I'm going back to Harrisonburg tomorrow for about 4 days... and at least it's over.
Goddam I am tired.