As I sat in the plane to Victoria, about to take off, I could feel the rhythm of the last 5 days was still with me. I was still living on the crescendo of emotion that had lead me to the raucous finish line in Miami. The music of my favorite Florida station still echoed as the soundtrack to the recent events. I was recalling as I checked in for my flight, I was offered a sweet Cafe Cubano that had amped me up one last time. And so, a delicious last shooter had symbolicly concluded a very exhilarating 5 days.
So..here goes the story:
After a camp in San Diego……arrived in Miami on the Wednesday before the race.
Here I am arriving in Miami (Selfie…lol)
Walked a while through the airport, got the rental car, drove to the same hotel I had been to 3 years ago, an apartment in Miami beach 15mins away from race site. Loved it there.
The only problem with the place is that there is very limited parking. So when…