Some memories of Timex Team Camp 2008

I may have several posts to get several different stories… I’m also awaiting photos from Gennari, so I can post some in another update.

Be warned that while ‘some’ of my teammates may refrain from retelling the tales, or may use the g-rated versions in doing so, I am not so contained. Consider yourself warned, now. If you proceed in reading, you’ll get some of the real dish.

I should have known everything would go south at the moment I was picked up at the San Diego airport. Everyone else was either racing the Oceanside 70.3 or arriving on later flights, so it was just me for the first pick-up shift.

I see our team manager, Tristan, in the truck at baggage and wave to him in typical Sharpie fashion: enthusiastically screaming and motioning with my whole body, jumping up and down. Tristan laughs as he pulls over, jumps out to scoop me up in a huge hug as we load up the truck. We had about 30:00 before we had to return to pick up the next shift of Bruce and Roger, so we had some time to kill. “Ummm, we could go do a shot?”, I suggested. With zero hesitation, Tristan screeched that truck in a u-turn to get to a side road with restaurants. I was laughing at his fearless quest. We bolted in towards the bar, ordered a round, chug-a-lugged and then got back in the truck to get Bruce and Roger ….. and upon doing so, the 4 of us had various unprintable discussions as we sat in the formidable Southern California traffic en route to our team lodging. “What happens in the truck, stays in the truck”, quipped Gennari.

Naked Relay
No other Timex member will have the courage to write about this. I do.

I have no idea what time it was on night #2. 12:30am? We had arrived back at the hotel after our team dinner… (this dinner will be retold in another blog!) …. most everyone was wasted. At least the 13 that were at our table were.
I am not sure how it happened, but somehow after dinner a group of us ended up at the outdoor pool, somehow taunting each other with bravado of a relay championship — guys against girls. And, SOMEHOW, I am not sure how THIS happened, either, but they became “The Naked Relay Championship”.

Bruce Gennari tells this story the BEST, but I will try to tell it the way he does…

5 girls versus 5 guys. I’ll have to withhold some of the names because some of my teammates are lame and don’t want to be named publicly. But some of us are losers and don’t care.

Girls in lane 2, guys in lane 3. It was really dark out, the only lights were the dim surrounding lights of the spacious deck, so it wasn’t like it was a massive exhibitionist display. But, still, there we all were: the pride of Timex.

The girls (me, Cindi, Emily and 2 others) huddled up, yanked off our suits and in quick plot decided to just GO right that second leaving the guys unprepared. So off we all went, our pod of 5, swimming as fast as we could with our suits in our hands. I was giggling my brains out trying to pull our group along.

The guys (Bruce, Roger, Ian, Kyle, and another unnamed), according to Bruce, got all huffy that we had just false started. What is hilarious, as Bruce recalls, is what happened next. Instead of watching 5 women swimming naked, they got all competitive and serious. “Hey, they just went!!!” All 5 naked guys, competitive and angry, went chasing after us, intent on winning…

Of course the girls won (our false start was a serious help) and quickly put our suits back on …. but funnier were the jokes about this. All the guys were so mad at themselves for not recognizing the opportunity before them. Kyle Marcotte said, “We’re such idiots! Why didn’t we just watch?!!?” Roger added, “We got all competitive and chased them! What was wrong with us!!??” Everyone was roaring with laughter.

We all laughed hysterically at this…. and you’d better believe the jokes were rampant in the days following …

More soon… but we’ll start with this.

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