So mountain climbing before exams is a tried tested and true method of acing them. I got 100% on my exam yesterday, which is apparently a big deal for first time attendees at this training session. So, everyone was rooting for me to win one of Tom Hopkins' paintings - but I had to ace the second exam to get it (By the way, this painting resembled one of those tacky neon soft core Pocahontas paintings you find tucked away at the back of a native gift shop/gas station on the highway north of Parry Sound. But it's not the art that mattered, it was the accomplishment it represented...or something cheesy like that). Anyway, I was damn certain I would get that painting and bring it back to the office.
So last night, what did I do? I certainly didn't climb a mountain. I could have, but being an international student, I was invited to Tom Hopkins' house for drinks and finger foods where he encouraged us to walk around and see how many of those cheap native gift shop paintings he had all over his big expensive house. Anyway, no mountain climbing and no running. But I did study hard and I memorized EVERYTHING so I thought I was on a sure path toward the sunbirdfirepocahontas picture.
This morning I woke up pleased that I beat my alarm clock. I guess I was just that excited to kill this exam? Ya, I look at my phone - it's 9:47 am. My alarm was set for 6:00 am and for 6:20 am just in case I slept through the first one. For a second I thought my phone got confused and went back to EST time zone. Then I check the room clock. F*$K! I look at my phone, my alarm was still set and was never turned off. HOW DID I SLEEP FOR 12 HOURS STRAIGHT THEN?!?!
I was ready in 10 minutes and out the door. I arrived at bootcamp just as everyone was grading their exams. Again, F*$K! Man, I was resiting all the answers word for word as Tom was taking them up. I would have had 100% again. Why didn't I climb that effing mountain last night?!?!? I need to find a way to pack that thing up and take it home for my Accounting exam this Fall. So....as you presume, no painting for me. I screwed up my shot. On the bright side, I didn't miss any new material in the course - just the test. And I don't have to sheepishly carry that thing on to the plane, politely telling people "My Grandma gave it to me." I guess I have to come back next year.
So, today I ran. After all, this blog is titled Jerk Runs Around the World. Just 6 KM today. I actually hadn't run in over a week because I hurt my hamstring, but today felt great. I guess I'm in my groove again. And oh yes, the scenery was lovely. The sun was shining, it was blistering hot, the mountains and cacti were out to play. There was a wind storm - but it didn't phase me at all. Neither did the heat actually. Absolutely no issues with running in Arizona on a hot August afternoon through strong winds. Probably because I was on a treadmill in the resort's fitness room. Sorry. But hey, I had a nice view!
On my walk back, I ran into the little hoodlums I always see loitering on resort property. Can anybody tell me what the deal is with these guys? I don't know who they are, but their language is wack. I posted a video below. If you or anyone you know has any information, please leave anonymous tips in the comment section.
The sky looks awesome every night.
Peace out!
-Jerk
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