Monday, July 26, 2010

We have a racer down!

Day 1, Race 1: SusieFierce = Scratched

OMG, where do I start? So much comedy, tragedy, revelry and ecstasy crammed into the past three days. I need to start slow, hit the high points and put the concert flail in the concert threads. Easy? Not. At. All. Especially when I’m exhausted, haven’t eaten one day’s allotment of food in the past four days combined and it’s 6:23 p.m. and still have only eaten mini muffins today.

I also have to get to bed early, because tomorrow is the next leg of The Glamazing Race and I haven’t done my blogger duties for the first leg (well, broken leg, actually).

I’ll try to spare you the grizzly deets, as most people have heard. After all our planning, spending, reserving, debating and crafting, the day before our epic adventure came, and I had only 289,106,892 minor details at work to nail down before we launched. No sweat.

So, I woke up at the usual time on Thursday morning, jumped in the shower, ate breakfast while responding to a few emails and then got up to dry my hair. Except … something was wrong. Very wrong. I’ve had lower-back issues in the past and about mid-July last year, I experienced a sciatic flare-up of epic proportions. Never had encountered that kind of pain a debility before … I thought, “Oh, no! This is NOT happening.”

Through stubbornness, the fact that I had a ton of loose ends to tie up at work and my euphoria that tomorrow was Glam Nation Day No. 1, I downed three or four Ibuprofen, grabbed a handy ice pack and got to work where I juggled a thousand details while I felt my muscles seize tighter by the minute.

Well, you guessed it, the situation went from bad, to worse, to unbearable to OMG, I’m gonna die!! In less than 24 hours. By the time I woke up at about midnight on 7/23, I was in ridiculous pain. I tried to go to the kitchen to get more Ibuprofen and some milk to take it with (hadn’t eaten), but I couldn’t stand. At all. I kept thinking, “This is ridiculous! You’re just a little sore. Tough it out.” But my body was having none of that. You could knit a (very constricting) sweater out of the ball of nerves that tangled themselves between my right hip and coccyx.

Shit!! I CANNOT be in this situation. I have plane and hotel reservations! I have general admission tickets! I have been looking forward to the Glam Nation drag queen pre-party for weeks! We have a blog to write!

Well, you can guess where all these arguments ended up … my body mocked me and said, “Sorry, you can’t keep piling stress on me and not expect me to fight back.” Well, it got the last, erm, laugh, I guess (must be sadistic) and at about 2 a.m., I realized there was no chance in hell I would make it to San Francisco in less than 12 hours.

Once I resigned to the fact that there was no physical way I could make my 1 p.m. flight Friday, I set about medicating and went into Plan B mode: Okay, so I can’t do that, perhaps I can do ~THIS!

It worked! I told the Glam world of my plight and aid came from all over. @loveadamsmusic DMed me immediately to tell me that she had reserved tickets (no waiting in the GA line) and she would fly down with me (she hadn’t yet decided if she was going). She did. We booked a Saturday flight, she took incredible care of me and we had a blast. By the time I got to Thunder Valley, we were fast friends.

Since we had separate networks of Adam friends, more people were introduced and we found even more we knew closely or in passing. We had a blast. I reconnected with @NoAngelPF, @anthrogeekpf, met adamauian and @pantaneragirl and a few others. Soon, I found @Queen_of_Swords, with whom I was sharing a room. It was great to see everyone. We laughed hysterically and flailed madly and a great time was had by all.

I’ll touch on the concert in the concert thread. However, it’s getting late and I still need to recap the epic that was Sunday at The Warfield, general admission. OMG!! Too many stories to tell! I’m under doctor’s orders to get lots of rest, so that’s what I plan to do. I’m going to bed early tonight because tomorrow is Costa Mesa and I’m Scout Leader for this Glam Adventure, as it’s on my home turf.

I cannot be a wreck.

I will recap my adventures at Thunder Valley and The Warfield – with more friends old and new – early in the morning. In the meantime, if you haven’t seen Anthro and Suz’s videos from last night yet, DO IT!!! You will be in awe.


  1. Well, I'm glad the back thing cleared up. Sounds even worse than I imagined. And way to go, @loveadamsmusic. I've said this before, but this fandom has some of the greatest, most generous peeps I've been lucky to meet.

  2. So glad you were able to go! I know the pain whereof you speak - my hip seized up last year (only way I can describe it) while I was on a flight to Pittsburgh. I was trying to figure out how the hell I was going to get off the plane, but it eased up after an hour or so of agony. It happened a couple more times over the weekend, and needless to say I saw my doctor when I got home.

    So definitely follow your doctor's orders, and take care of yourself.

  3. Omg! Your blogs are hilarious! Keep them up defeniatly!



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