Saturday the 12th was a very enjoyable day, consisting mostly of lazing about, practicing ninja skills, and being a fat kid with pizza and gourmet pastries. Saturday evening I successfully navigated the bus system back over to Cagnes-sur-Mer to see Jerrett run in the 10-k he had signed up for there. For those of you who may not know, Jerrett runs track for Western State so he was pretty excited to kick some French a#* in the course a pied. However, when I got there, he was sulking outside the stadium because the race officials were refusing to let him run. Pourquoi? Because apparently in France, to participate in an official race like that, you have to either have a running license ( o_O ) or get a special physical from a doctor saying you're in acceptable physical condition to run the race. He tried to explain to them that he's a college track athlete in the US and runs everyday, but to no avail, at which point he literally yelled "JE DETESTE LA FRANCE!" I so wish I'd gotten there earlier, just to see their reaction to that.
Anyway, he and a German woman nearby in the same predicament decided to run the race anyway, just joining in outside of the stadium after the start. Jerrett tells me the course was very pretty, but it's really a shame he couldn't compete for real because he finished pretty close to the front and might have been able to place. Oh well, now we all know for next time we want to...um...run...an official race...um...in France.
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