day 13

thirteen... ya, and as bad luck would have it, it was the first day i more or less questioned everything - the bike trip, the ironman, everything. this was pretty much all due to the intense pain i was having in my right knee. this pain had been getting worse during every ride in the past week and today it was a killer. only thing that i could think to do was to stretch and apply tiger balm to my entire leg. i sure hope tomorrow is better.

oh, i should also point out that the closer i get to the quebec border, the less english is spoken.

speak of the devil! i just had a "conversation" in french with a guy called daniel. man this french stuff is tough. my whole objective during these conversations is to limit the amount of time i spend looking like a deer in the headlights. shoot... "il pleut!" gotta go.