Pre-triathlon time in vancouver.

Two fridays ago, I grabbed quick shuttle up to Vancouver. I met my found-by-craigslist host, JJ. We determined inside 5 minutes that we were both gay and he was rather attracted to me. Sadly, it was not reciprocated. I putzed around a bit at his place (only 1 ethernet cable, no wireless! sad! And he really liked his TV, but the price was great for having my own bedroom, and the location was very convenient.) Shortly thereafter, I rented a bike and went over to UBC. I talked briefly with the graduate secretary for the program I’m interested in who went from slightly annoyed to wildly enthusiastic about the possibilities that the program held for me, after I mentioned my master’s degree and working at the GAO. Heh. Cause, effect? Hard to say. Afterwards I dropped by the Anthropology museum, and took a brief hike through the nearby trails.

I cut my hiking short to meet up with at Critical Mass. We proceeded to bike all the fuck around downtown, and eventually up onto the lion’s gate bridge. It was a totally clear day, a beautiful sunset, and there were no cars on the bridge (because the cops stopped them). I came to the conclusion that I have an entirely non-representative sample of Vancouver. =) But a pretty awesome one anyway. I think I pretty much biked the biking portion of my tri, that day. Back to my host’s where I went & got a veggie burger from nearby. Sleep.

I decided to hit front runners saturday morning. My host came with me. He’s in better running shape than I am, I think. We jogged a bit on the way there, then ran the long course (over 5 miles, grand total). Afterwards, I did something to make proud, and ordered the camembert fondue with garlic at their usual breakfast spot. I spent most of the afternoon tooling around doing nothing in particular. I had dinner at an all-you-can-eat japanese/sushi restaurant in the middle of the gayborhood. Afterwards, I went out to an event at a club right next door. I met several guys there, including David, who was the hottest guy at front runners (and pretty much the hottest guy at the event too.) We went back to his place afterwards.

David’s friend Mike suggested a morning swim in English bay. I hadn’t planned on this, so David loaned me one of his swim suits. It was fucking cold. There was a seal not 40 feet from me in the water. Brr. This was followed by yoga and brunch. I went back to JJ’s to nap. Then I went back over to his end of town to pick up my rental bike for the race, which was a sweet ride. Later, David and I went to hang out on Vancouver’s gay beach and enjoy the view of the timber industry doing their thing in the straight of georgia. We grabbed dinner at dharma kitchen, which was reasonably good. Then I went back to rest up and prep for my triathlon. This was when my sidekick screen began it’s descent.