Posted by grahak777 grahak777 on Thursday, October 25, 2012
I had an almost dreadful incident with an inanimate object in the
race. Showering and bathing was really pleasant. All the grime
collected in the day disappears and the paper tape around blisters and
toes comes off really easily. I soon took to shaving and brushing my
teeth under the shower. For speed I would shower the traditional way,
standing up. If I was really tired I would take the longer option and
sit on a flannel on the tiles to take the weight of my legs. One night I
thought it would be really good to have a chair to sit on. I had been
to Myanmar earlier this year and many of the outdoor food stalls had
little plastic kiddie chairs you could sit on as you slurped your
noodles and this is what I really wanted.
Sure enough, riding to the race the next day, in front of the last
house before hitting the course, in someone’s rubbish pile, was a kiddie
chair. It was wooden but looked perfect. I grabbed it and rode with it
the rest of the way to the start. Someone drove it over to my
accommodation so I could use it in the evening. Amazed at how my desire
for a chair was so quickly and miraculously fulfilled I couldn’t stop
thinking about it and looked forward to using it all day. When I finally
got home I turned the shower on and collapsed, exhausted onto the
kiddie chair and fell straight through it. I felt pretty stupid, it was
in the rubbish pile because the top was cracked and was an obvious a
death trap for someone’s toddler. It was hard to extract myself out of
and I was lucky not to do myself a serious injury to my backside.
Fortunately one of my housemates at my accommodation was a carpenter so
he repaired it complete with extra reinforcement and padding for
comfort. It looked and worked a treat.
I am ultra runner from Australia. I am into motivational exploits involving any sort of physical feat that is inspirational and positive. On the side I work as a motivational speaker, business speaker and trainer, keynote speaker and youth speaker.