I was pretty confident I liked Holland. I had all kinds of reasons. I even listed them on the blog. But now, I'm not so sure.
I thought the windmills were supposed to blow away all the crap and make things better. Not so much. Holland kicked my ass.
I come back to Lucca gimping away from Holland with:
-3 races
-2 crashes
-3 DNF's
-bruised, swollen nose (shooting from bike to ground landing on said nose)
-sore ribs
AND
-yellow goo coming from nose and chest (weird lingering illness that did not go away with the arrival of pretty windmills).
All in all, it was a SOOOOPER trip...
Lucca seems to make all things bad go away. I plan on that being the case, because in a week I hope go back to Holland ready to fight.
I thought the windmills were supposed to blow away all the crap and make things better. Not so much. Holland kicked my ass.
I come back to Lucca gimping away from Holland with:-3 races
-2 crashes
-3 DNF's
-bruised, swollen nose (shooting from bike to ground landing on said nose)
-sore ribs
AND
-yellow goo coming from nose and chest (weird lingering illness that did not go away with the arrival of pretty windmills).
All in all, it was a SOOOOPER trip...
Lucca seems to make all things bad go away. I plan on that being the case, because in a week I hope go back to Holland ready to fight.
put em up...
2 comments:
Go show them what you can do....
The Mom
You get healed up and well, Alison. Can't wait to see you at Fleche!! Oh, and thanks for the 'no hairdryer' tip! --Joanne
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