Tonight (Wednesday, February 18, 2009), I called Chasqui Amber (a.k.a. lil' Brown) and asked her what time we were leaving tomorrow night.
"Leaving for what?" she responded.
"Arizona" I said.
"What are you talking about?" she snapped.
"THE RACE!" I yelled.
I couldn't believe she had forgotten when the race was.
["How undedicated of her to not even know when the race is" I thought to myself.]
"Jamie, I am freaking out right now" she said. "We have hotel rooms for next weekend, not this weekend."
I pinch myself. I nervously giggle. Isn't the race February 20 and 21? Wait. Check the team blog.
Sure enough.
If anyone else was planning on heading out to Prescott tomorrow...DON'T.
Apparently, no one will be there.
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So yesterday i ask Chasqui Jordan if he "is ready to head out of Dodge". He says "Where are we going?" I say it's RAgnar time. He politely informs me that the race is next weekend. So kind of younger not to pick on older's senility.
Chasqui Amber, since you and i are locked and loaded for the longest legs of the race, we just can't contain our pent up angst to hit the pavement. Keep your powder dry for another week.
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