Sunday, February 9, 2014

Starting the day the wrong way...

Once again, as I write this (though I post it much later) I am on the bus from the coast to the mountains, but this time, I screwed up.
My first full day in Sochi was busy, with a trip to the mountains for snowboard slopestyle and moguls. The women’s moguls ended at 11:30 p.m. and by the time I had covered all the ground between the mountains and my hotel room it was after 2 a.m. That marked the second night in a row that I was up past 2 a.m.
But, like I do every day when I am at home and have to go to work, I set my alarm for 6 a.m. Day two was promising to be an exciting day but once again, also very busy.
And that would all be well and good if I had just hit snooze instead of turning off the alarm.
The next thing I know I roll over to look at the clock and it says 9 a.m. I had to do a double take.
I had big plans for the first hour or so of the morning, hoping to get breakfast and then figure out how to get my phone working with some help at the Main Media Center.
Instead, I was scrambling for a quick shower (two days in a row with hot water), hurriedly got dressed and walked at a brisk pace to the bus stop to catch the bus to the Main Media Center.
But,  my plan to go inside and relax for an hour or so and maybe go to the gym was screwed at that point.
I just caught the bus to the mountains at a little after 10 a.m. already knowing that I was going to be late for one event I was greatly looking forward to, the men’s downhill.
With the one-hour bus ride to the mountains plus the ride into the alpine resort of Rosa Kutor, there was no way I was going to make it for the first skiers of the day. If I was lucky, I could make the later group.
I was more than angry with myself. Yes, I knew I was tired, but I was really hoping to see a lot of things and seeing Bode Miller race in the downhill was certainly one of those things.
But instead, as the competition begins, I am sitting on a bus, creeping up the highway, hoping I at least catch a little of the race.
I get by on little sleep on a regular basis, but evidently that’s not possible here along the coast of the Black Sea. Apparently here I have to sleep for six hours.
But luckily I can at least use the time on the bus to type this update. But then again, I could’ve done that if I had caught the bus an hour earlier.


  1. (from Nancy Mills) Lesson learned. You'll do better tomorrow, knowing that you need to catnap when you can to add to the 4 hours' sleep you'll get at night. Any chance there's another reporter you can connect with to check in for mutual wakeup calls?

  2. I will deal... hitting snooze instead of turning it off would help.