Seth just emailed in a quick update from somewhere over the Atlantic ocean. Check out what he's up to and stay tuned for some cool footage of his off-season training coming later this week...
It blows my mind how quickly the time passes, but as I settle into seat 11d buisness class bound from Boston to Zurich the reality of the mission ahead of me is becoming clear and the time is getting near..
A quick four day hop over the Atlantic to the Kessler factory to build up my quiver of race boards that will hopefully carry me back to the podium of the Olympic Games is my mission of the moment. Snow is moving closer with every day and this is the first real trip to mark the starting line towards Vancouver.
Departure days are always hectic for me and today was no exception:
- Early morning laundry, coffee, Cheerios with fresh Maine raspberries.
- A rally mission over the Carriage Road complete with an unsuspected security sighting halfway there.
- 1020 flat-water paddle strokes on my smallest surfboard for an early am workout.
- Rallying back to try (unsuccessfully) to make a 10:40 tee time.
- Second breakfast in the form of a Strokes breakfast sando delivered with a smile and green Tabasco from Laurel.
- Get beat by Blake and Simpson without contributing much to McClure’s valiant effort at grinding back in our 9-hole best ball match. Managed to birdie number 7, but McClure already had before me so no help there.
- Lunch, more laundry, packing, and surprise! It’s the USADA to put me two hours off my projected departure with a surprise drug test. Yeah! Love it when I can't pee on command…
- A frenzied drive south through Maine amidst the mass exodus of weekend NH and Mass plates, and once again I have made a flight thanks to the short line of the Premier Exec Gold Line.
I am pumped to see the Alps and old friends again. It will be a quick trip to pick up my boards (no doubt the best I will have ever ridden) before I jet back to Maine to get the training wheel spinning again to prepare for Argentina.
Summer has finally arrived in Carrabasset and it has been beautiful! All of you down southers owe it to yourselves to come ride your bikes, hike, and smack whitey around the course (as our friend McCormack would say). It is sugarloaf off-season at its best right now and I can't wait to get back there on Thursday to move into my house and enjoy the days.
Seth
PS. - A funny story from last night about the first fouling of my carpet at the new house. My good friend Chad Coleman was helping me move my bed over last night, and when his dog Cedar got to the top of the stairs and saw my bear rug he literally crapped himself on the new carpet. I had never seen a husky so scared of an inanimate object. The good news is that the carpet is ok, the dog is ok, and we all had a good laugh.