Well as if I didn't need even more proof that God hates me!
Last night I got home around 9pm from the gym (I did the Spin Class to keep my legs loose) and when I got home I basically just made sure I had everything I needed for Sunday, loaded it in the car and then went to bed. So I woke up this morning about 8:30, loaded the bike on the car (trying not to get stung by the bees which have made a nest in garage beside the car), and got on the road so that I could check in here at the Holiday Inn Express before heading down to pick up my race packet which is about a 30 minute drive from here. Now I had been keeping a eye on the weather throughout the week and figured it might be raining tomorrow during the race at the least. So after driving 3 1/2 hours (through rain) and getting to the hotel, checking in and unloading the car, I was getting ready to head down and pick up my stuff for the race tomorrow but figured I should check my email in case there was some more information about packet pick up this afternoon. Instead I find the following email:
So long story short...I have already drove 3.5 hours, paid for the hotel room, and there is no race.
Did I mention I was pissed off???