Going deep...

I would have loved to stay in the hotel room and watch TV all day. My head was so sore from the last couple of days of drunken debauchery.

Instead, I "sucked it up" and did the family vacation thing, we spent the afternoon deep sea fishing. It didn't take long until I felt "a little sick". I'm not sure if it was the smell of diesel from the engine, the rocking of the boat, the beers I had since boarding or the hangover.

It was so bad I had to stop drinking at about 5 beers and had my head over the side of the boat for a while. I couldn't even eat. Eventually, I dozed off and on for a little while and that seemed to help.

I was still sun burnt from the Ironman. When I got up in the morning, I saw the skin under the race numbers was lighter than the non-marked skin. On the boat, in the direct sun it was fairly unbearable. I was also bloated, my toes looked like sausages.

We didn't catch any fish. Reid was our designated "reel-er inner" and I really wanted to see him have to take two hours to reel in an 800lb fish. I wanted to see that "fear in his eye".

The upside was we did see at different times about 20 different whales very near our boat. It was very cool. We spent 4 hours out in the boat with "Captain Bob" and it was relaxing and fun. He drove up top and the three of us hung out below waiting for a fish to bite. It was a great way to see the Island from the Sea and the water is amazingly blue.

When we got home, we showered and Alice and I went for dinner. Reid wanted to stay at back at the room. We had the worse service I can remember having. Whoever hired our waiter, should be fired.

This guy took our orders, then got us our first round of drinks. Then I didn't see him for a while. Our drinks were empty for so long I though we were going to dehydrate. When he finally came to the table, I said, "I was wondering where you were, I thought you were MIA". He then said, he'd check on our food order with no personality.

I was worried, it's not wise to give a waiter a shot until after you get your food. I was stewing on it until he came back and said the kitchen had lost our order. Alice figured something was up when a table that came in after us had already gotten their order twenty minutes ago. I didn't care about the food as much as having a full beer in my hand at all times, that's where I draw the line.

The waiter then came back to our table and apologize and offered to buy us a round of drinks. When he returned, he had a Bud light for me instead of the Coors light I was drinking. Eventually, we got our food and the order was wrong, he forgot my french fries and had to put in a new order.

He then asked me if I would like mayo for my burger and I said, "sure". He then went to the table beside us and was talking to a girl. I could tell within seconds that he had already forgot he was to bring me mayo. I kept eating and was near done the burger when he returned 10 minutes later to ask how things were. I said, "what about that mayo?"

I had about three bites left and asked him "how's the mayo coming" to show him how much of an idiot he is. He remembered and apologized and got me some mayo. He then offered to also pay for the fries and give us 10% off the bill.

That sounded good until it took forever for him to get me the bill after I asked for it. At one point, I truthfully asked Alice if she thinks we may be getting "punked". I still think the $4 tip I left him was too much.

After dinner we hooked up with Dave Anderson, his wife Anne and friends Tom and Mary. Dave is a follower of the blog, a PFG and two time Ironman Wisconsin finisher. The four of them were in Kona on vacation and also volunteered at the Ironman. We met up with them all after the volunteer dinner for beers.

Dave made a bet with me and lost and the deal was he'd have to buy me a pitcher of beer. Which he more than did, I think I had 3 or 4 Coors Lights. Thanks again Dave. Dave and friends are from Michigan and they were a fun group to hang out with and I didn't get too crazy.

If the service was faster and any of us had more energy after the last couple days of Ironman to stay another hour or two, there could have been the potential for "wheels up". I was too tired to go three days in a row.

The rest is history, Alice and I went home and it was lights out. It felt nice getting to bed early.

No training - Recovery

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