UK is eh OK!!

Tuesday 6:45 AM I left the University of Victoria dorms and touched down at 11AM wednesday (over 20hrs of travelling) morning in Birmingham UK!!!! Welcome to England. I go through customs only to find they have lost my bag (still waiting), but it wasn't raining so first sterotype shattered, though it did off and on the rest of the day.

My family picked me up at the airport and I was off to Rugby, UK to their house. Walked to the car and, oh ya I get in on the other side. ha ha.

Other than that I've been trying to pick up "the Queens language" as Tat (second uncle) calls it. Words like "bugger", "bloke", "bloody", "bub",
"bonnet" etc I'll be a local in no time.

Today I'll be heading out for a little shake out to try and get my legs under me after the flight. I've got a race on the 9th. It's part of the British Milers Club. It's in Solihull, UK which I've been told is the "posh" area.

Europe is all about winning and running fast. I can't focus on times. They'll just need to come. Just win the races and times will come.