Interrupting Ojai Recapping (spoiler, it’s more of the tragic variety and less of the ‘I’m such a good runner!’ variety) with this late breaking news…
I don’t have words as well put-together as Emily (so go read her post), all I can say is,
HOLY SHIT SO EXCITED IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING OMG I PEED MY PANTS
Fastest cure to severe post-bad-race depression? I think yes.
yes, that’s a Ragnar sticker on my work computer. IT, if you’re reading this, I swear it will come off very easily…
We spent so many countless hours scheming (kind of our thing) on gchat, dreaming up big ideas, and reliving our glory days of Houston and Eugene while we put together our video application. It was so much fun, albeit stressful at 20 minutes til deadline when the final production wouldn’t upload and video-manager Emily screamed at her computer at 3am on the east coast.
If you didn’t watch/see any of the other applications, I urge you to type a quick “oiselle totally trials” into google. So much cleverness and wit and #runlove from all the applicants – we spent the last week in a state of panic’d despair that our TrialsTake2/EugeneReunion dream wasn’t going to come to fruition.
But lucky for us (& my well-being after yesterday’s disaster of a race) Oiselle chose us to tag along with them for the Olympic Track Trials in Eugene! Not only the events at Hayward and all the buzz around the meet itself, but a Oiselle Fashion Show & Party, too. WITH MC HAMMER.
GET OUT OF TOWN.
My paperchain countdown has been assembled. I’m counting the days/minutes/seconds till that ol’ cowbell gets to come out of retirement.