Maybe I'll write a tell all book. It'll be a best seller if 15 sales makes one a best seller ;-)
First story of the book:
JOnny shows up late one Jan/early Feb when I was living in Tucson and had a roommate. I think I forgot to tell my roommate that he was showing up since my roommate was pissed at me when I got home. Clearly Jonny's fault since I wouldn't have anything to forget had he not been staying with me. He knew 2 words of english. Toaster and something else My French is atrocious...at best. We go for a run that evening. Now remember he's from some frozen tundra with no sunshine in the winter.I think they call it Canada or something like that. it's well north of Tucson and freaking cold in the winter. You can't go outside with skin exposed and expect to live...or so I've been told. He's not seen sunshine since July or August is my guess given how white his legs were. It would be an understatement to say the reflection from the streetlights off his skin was blinding. Every streetlight we ran under was like having a lightening bolt flash right next to you. If jonny was a paint color it'd be called "really, really, really, f*cking white and whiter still." We go for a 5k run, well he runs I jog, and I thought there is no way this dude is going to make it, he's got no business trying to be a FT triathlete.
And folks that's how I got my first ever migraine and jonny's adventure living with me started.
Brian Stover USAT LII
Accelerate3 Coaching
Insta
First story of the book:
JOnny shows up late one Jan/early Feb when I was living in Tucson and had a roommate. I think I forgot to tell my roommate that he was showing up since my roommate was pissed at me when I got home. Clearly Jonny's fault since I wouldn't have anything to forget had he not been staying with me. He knew 2 words of english. Toaster and something else My French is atrocious...at best. We go for a run that evening. Now remember he's from some frozen tundra with no sunshine in the winter.I think they call it Canada or something like that. it's well north of Tucson and freaking cold in the winter. You can't go outside with skin exposed and expect to live...or so I've been told. He's not seen sunshine since July or August is my guess given how white his legs were. It would be an understatement to say the reflection from the streetlights off his skin was blinding. Every streetlight we ran under was like having a lightening bolt flash right next to you. If jonny was a paint color it'd be called "really, really, really, f*cking white and whiter still." We go for a 5k run, well he runs I jog, and I thought there is no way this dude is going to make it, he's got no business trying to be a FT triathlete.
And folks that's how I got my first ever migraine and jonny's adventure living with me started.
Brian Stover USAT LII
Accelerate3 Coaching
Insta
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desert dude: Nov 18, 15 12:12