Thursday, August 14, 2008

Timberman!



is less than a few days away. Today is my last off day before the race, so I'm taking it very easy in hopes my muscles will be able to recuperate.

Last Sunday I went and rode the course. It was an interesting experience. First off, according to the hourly forecast in Gilford, there was a 0% chance it would rain before 2 o clock. Yet somehow I found myself caught in the middle of a torrential downpour come noontime. The rain was pelting me so hard that it hurt, and I could see literally nothing, so I had to stop and pull off the road until it let up. I was standing in the woods next to two bikers (the leather-clad kind) who were just as unhappy as I was as their harleys got drenched. But 20 minutes later, after I probably started to develop hypothermia, the rain let up a bit so I was able to complete the last 1/2 mile of the ride, very slowly since my sunglasses were so fogged up I couldn't see anything. Once I got back to the car it started pouring again. So much for testing the run course. My mom had come along to spend some time on the beach, and the whole experience was pretty miserable for her too. Bottom line - never trust the weather forecasters. They're idiots.

Yesterday was a strange day. I came home from working at my dad's office and felt absolutely dead - I was hot, tired, and just out of it. I motivated myself to go for a swim because I knew it was the last day of exercise. I ate a powerbar, drove to the pond, and have never felt better in my swim. I only took one break in my 2/3 mile, because my ear was bothering me. My stroke was controlled and my form was good, but I just wasn't getting tired. I just kept going and going. I could have swam much longer, but had to get home to dinner. Exiting the water one of the fisherman comically said "It is Michael Phelps! I thought you were in China!"

In other news, only a couple weeks are left until I return to UNH for fall semester of my senior year. I'm living with two of my best friends from school (one of them being my roommate from freshman year), as well as one other guy. We get to move in early because one of the flatmates is living at UNH this summer and will be allowed in the apartment early. My sweet UNH table that I worked on for a good while last summer is still holding up and will be making an appearance in our apartment this year as well.



Speaking of projects, my fixed gear conversion project is going well. The frame is stripped of paint, and now I need to bring it into S&W sports in town to get the damned bottom bracket and crank off. I lack to tools to do it myself. Once that happens, I can get to painting and rebuilding. Very exciting, hopefully I can have it done by the beginning of school.

Monday, August 4, 2008

On Saturday I got a good taste of what it will be like to do an ironman triathlon. Tom and I rode 119 miles from Portsmouth to Portland and back in a little less than 7 hours. It would have been faster had we not caught just about every single red light on the way home through Kittery. Riding that far is not easy, and if I had been doing it by myself I'm not sure I would have made it the entire way. Although you do get to a point much like when driving where you kind of space out and don't think about it anymore. But to ride that, plus swim 2.4 miles ahead of time, then run a marathon afterwards... It'll require heaps of training.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

I got troubles oh, but not today
Cause they're gonna wash away
They're gonna wash away

And I have sins Lord, but not today
Cause they're gonna wash away
They're gonna wash away

And I had friends oh, but not today
Cause they're done washed away
They're done washed away

And oh, I've been cryin'
And oh, I've been cryin'
And oh, no more cryin'
No, no more cryin' here

We get along Lord, but not today
Cause we gonna wash away
We gonna wash away

And I got troubles oh, but not today
Cause they gonna wash away
This old heart gonna take them away


-Joe Purdy

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Well even though the blog is entitled Brent in New Zealand, I am going to continue writing about Brent in the USA.

At this point I am just chillin out and picking up odd jobs. That includes helping my neighbour put an addition on his house and painting one of the wings of my dad's office building. How enthralling.

I spent the weekend in Maine at my friend Colleen's house with a bunch of mates. It was fun to just relax and hang out.

There are a few more weeks until the Timberman triathlon, and I'm getting excited already.

My bed is covered in clothes and the like, and I need to go to sleep, so I guess I should take care of that (aka throw them all on the floor then back on the bed tomorrow). Hope everyone's doing well wherever you may be.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Back in the States.

Weird.

I haven't really jet-lagged or anything, but something just seems off. I don't know what it is, but something about being back here just makes me uncomfortable. But at the same time it's good to be back to everything I know.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Back in Wellington for the moment...

I left Sydney on Saturday and flew up to Brisbane. Stayed at Bunk Backpackers that evening and received an un-fulfilling sleep filled with thumping music from the bar downstairs and a kid who sounded an awful lot like Charlie from LOST barging into the room and turning all the lights on and waking everyone up twice. The joys of hostel 8shares...



I walked around the very nice city the next day and then in the evening after being not picked up by the shuttle service which led to a nice and stressful trip to the airport. But I got there, and I'm here now. I stayed with Claire last night and am here in the cube now for my last night in New Zealand. I'm sad to be leaving but looking forward to many things back home as well. Tomorrow I depart Wellington at 6 and arrive Auckland around 7. Then I depart Auckland and bid farewell to this beautiful and unique country at 9:30PM for my trip back to the Western hemisphere.

Thursday, July 10, 2008


Here's a photo of the world famous Sydney Opera House for you.