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Believe it or not, I’ve spent more time on my site the past couple of days than I normally do. Yet there’s nothing new posted. Web development is not something I know much about, so this site has been quite the learning process. Soon there will be a new home page for my site, which will make navigation and finding stuff easier, but first I have to figure out how to do it. Until then, I’m going to balance memorizing everything about 20 amino acids, keeping up to speed on Organic chemistry, working out, and posting to the site.

This morning, while walking to the bus stop on a typical Seattle day (drizzle and gray) I looked down at my shoulder and saw that a bird had pooped on my jacket. It was already dry, so it must have happened Monday without me noticing. Then I got to class and was told by my friend Mike that I had a nice boogie hanging from my nose. The bird poo, that’s supposed to be good luck, but walking around campus with boogers? There’s nothing good about that. It’s amazing how a day of lectures and poor weather can make you feel too exhausted to function. (ok, so racing, and travel are probably factors too). More sleep. That fixes everything.

Greta (Loren’s wife [normally I would call her his “lovely” or “beautiful” wife, but then Loren would make sure to put me in Pipers room before Treasure Island.]) gave me a haircut before I left. I’ll post pictures soon.

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  1. Regardless of what you call her, there’s a good chance you’ll end up in Sada’s Princess Bed (Sada gets the couch in our room Casanova). There’s a good chance that I actually think you prefer a Princess Bed and the Cinderella blanket and pillow set. This of course will cause waves of jealously in your firey relationship with Brian Davis. Good thing he struggles with his reading if you can call it reading at all.

  2. HAHA!!! Some how I don’t think it is the princess part that bothers Ben, the bed is a bit small. I mean I am not tall but I am sure my feet go to the end. How could a bed cause jealousy?

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