

So
back at Whistler (even though I'm home now, my internet was crappy there) our first day we unloaded the sleds, my genious ability at getting the track workers to help us out, using their forklift to lift the sleds and bins so that the 5 brakemen there didn't have to lift half as much. It was a beautiful sunny day, with many rides up the skinny dangerously winding road, to the top with sleds and then back down...we took all 7 sleds up to the top, moved them into the bins, flip flopping them around to make sure that they all fit....it was like a puzzle!
Day 1 of sliding, we leave for the track at 615pm...so its about -10C and we're going from Damen (women's start) move the sleds down from the top to the tinnnnny little dock at Damen, start our warm up, gear up and get in our sleds. I was sliding with one of the America's Cup girls as her brakemen wouldn't be out until the following week. We get into the sled, get pushed off...by the time corner 11 hits we're already rocking by at 136kmph. The pressure in 15/16 was so intense that it felt as though time was slowing...probably the most intense feeling ever! My friends from Great Britain were out to see me that night, they took pictures, and found it very difficult as they had to click the picture when they could hear the sled, before they even saw it, in order for us to even be in the picture.
Day 2 of sliding I stayed at home, due to a massive sickness, and being put back on antibiotics that day - hospital called and it was confirmed I had Strep throat, yet again, 2nd time in 2.5 weeks. So I took the night off, went to bed early, slept for about 11 hours and woke up not feeling so hot.
Day 3 of sliding, I put on my brave face and give'r anyway. My pilot needs me, so we slide, have really good top part, have two massive hits, and still have a faster time than the tuesday, and hit 140kmph...
Day 4, day off, I go back to the hospital because I'm getting nosebleeds and I'm feeling worse and worse I fear I'm allergic to the new antibiotics. But I'm not, so that is good news, but unfortunately these antibiotics aren't doing their job, so I get stuck on IV antibiotics, which is just plain so fun. So I call my parents and they come and take me home, so that I can finish up my treatment here at home and get real rest.
So that ended my 3 weeks at whistler, I only got two days of sliding in. I was really upset, but realize that my health needs to come first. I'm back at home awaiting my clearance so that I can go back to working out and training.

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