A great weekend and the decision to make my travel days a little more relaxed was awesome. No red eye flight after the race, just time for a relaxed drive to Burlington and a lunchtime flight home. All very relaxed and civilized.
I got back to the hotel about 6 last night, dried off and grabbed something light to eat. No post-race party, it was back to the hotel, start the next round of drugs and headed to bed by 7:30 last night. No my ideal post-race celebration, especially after such an incident filled race.
The drive through Southern Quebec to Burlington was wonderful, it’s a very pretty part of the world. It gets rural rather quickly after leaving Monteal, as the city gives way to a series of rolling hills and small farms.
This afternoon I had a short layover in Detroit (thankfully this is the time I get to say that for a while) and got a message from my doctor, not good news and something else to heap onto the plate. I was booked for a scan and another visit with him tomorrow anyway, but now we have more to talk about.
Now if there is one bright thing to come out of this it’s that I’ve been able to offload my work travel onto others. I was supposed to be heading to Charleston next week, but not any more. It’s a rather thin silver lining, but I found one.