I arrived here in Gold Coast on Saturday after some pretty exhausting travel – 14 hours from L.A. to Sydney is rough! I can’t complain, though, because I have plenty of time to recover since my race is seven days after my arrival!
Life is pretty nice on the Gold Coast. My first four days here consisted of waking up early (don’t have much of a choice in that since my body is still on Mountain time) and go run on the Coombabah trails, stop by the grocery on the way home for the day’s food, cook breakfast (usually an omelette with avocado and passion fruit yogurt), go bike around town, eat lunch (ham sandwich), go swim at the Southport pool, cook dinner (chicken stir fry on night one, spaghetti on night two, and kangaroo steaks on night three), then attempt to stay up past eight PM (my record for staying up is currently 9:10 PM local time). I’m slowly adjusting to the time zone.
Here are some pics from the first few days:
Coombabah park. Lots of trails to run on.
Kangaroos are everywhere. Or maybe this is a wallaby. I don’t know.
Jarrod taking a pic of a roo.
The view out my window. Gold Coast reminds me of a mix of Daytona Beach and Miami.