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I stopped logging after Wednesday because things got too hectic and took all of my time. Thursday was the Middle model that I was managing, and that went well except that Timo Sild got a stick in his leg and needed stitches. I felt bad that he was going to miss the Games, but he seemed okay when I drove him back to UAB from Oak Mt.
The Sprint on Friday was a masterpiece. We worked late on Thursday night to set up the arena for maximum TV perfection, and it paid off. I missed the women's race though due to having to work on fixing a snafu with bibs. I did get to drive Tim Robertson back to UAB, though, after his anti-doping test.
Friday night broke me, though. We transitioned to Oak Mt. to set up for the Middle the next day, and it just seemed like a lot of work in the very hot sun. I got cranky and frustrated and came back to the dorm room in tears. Cristina and Mary were great friends and helped me through it. The next morning, I tested positive for covid, so I think that had something to do with my frustration.
I packed up quickly and got out of there to minimize any further exposure to anyone. (So far, Mary is negative, and I assume Cristina is, too.) I was super bummed to miss the next two races and helping out, but I knew I wanted to just get home. I didn't feel too bad on Saturday and made it to Lenexa, KS. Sunday, though, was a different story. By the time I hit the Colorao border, I wasn't sure I was going to make it. But I knew I didn't want to spend any amount of time in a hotel room, so I pushed on. I couldn't believe how much worse it got in just 24 hours.
Right now I'm waiting for a Telehealth appointment with my doctor in hopes of getting some kind of medicine to help.
I'm so happy I was able to help with this event, despite how it ended for me. I'd do it again, no question, if Cristina was in charge.