My Life - The Triathlon Way

Thursday, August 21, 2008

My flight got canceled :(

My flight left San Luis Obispo on time and on schedule, but US Airways simply can not go two for two on flights. Flying lately has been nothing but a hassle. I had to pay $150 to fly home a day early only to spend the night in Phoenix. They said the plane had mechanical issues, so I guess it's better to be safe than sorry. I wouldn't want to have a wing fall off at ten thousand feet. None the less my dealings with customer service were terrible. They are truly the worst in the industry. After about an hour I was placed on the 6:40 a.m. flight tomorrow morning, but could not be confirmed a seat. If I don't get on that flight I'm on a 10:30 flight through Philly (which if this is the case I might be renting a car and driving home). They gave me a hotel voucher for a Clarion hotel which is part of the choice hotels. After traveling 0ver the year's I've come to be very particular on where I stay, so I declined and am staying at the Hilton. The Clarion hotel didn't even have a restaurant. What do they want me to do? Eat out of the vending machine. Obviously I don't have a car, so driving somewhere is out of the question.

Okay so enough complaining. I'm just nervous because once I get home I still have to wash my bike and pack for my half IM race this weekend. Not to mention I want to have a good race. I figure I'm already going to be screwed up with the 3 hour time difference. Oh well. It is what it is. Anyone out there want to start a triathlon coaching service with me so I can quit my day job? This way I wouldn't have to deal with any of this and life would be so much easier. :)

Anyways, so what to do in Phoenix you might ask? My cousin Buddy lives out this way and I already looked him up. We're meeting for dinner in an hour or two and it'll be good to catch up. He's a State Farm agent...maybe we can start a coaching service in Tempe and he can find us a deal on a house? But second thought, it's 106 degrees here (no joke) and it feels like you're seriously in an oven.