I went into TAFE today and put in my enrolment for the Auslan course. All was going well, and I went to the library to get my student card. The woman there asked if I had a student diary, and when I said no, she asked if I wanted one. When she gave it to me, I just had an overwhelming sense of deja vu, and all of a sudden it was like I was 18 again and enrolling for uni. It was really weird. But the enrolment procedure at TAFE was definitely a whole lot more painless than it used to be at uni - I remember queuing up for hours to enrol. At TAFE, I was back at work within the hour, including waiting for and catching buses in and out of town.
After work today was the first stage of the Tour Down Under. I decided to try to get a spot near the start/finish, since it’s quite an exciting spot to be, especially on the sprint laps. I arrived about an hour before the start of the race, and it was fairly good timing because the riders came out a couple of minutes after. As I saw them riding down Rundle Road in one huge bunch to start their warmup, the familiar feeling of excitement came over me, and I remembered why I get so enthusiastic about the race.
The stage was excellent - the sensation of the riders effortlessly powering past in echelon formation down the main straight, only 10 cm in front of you, is just awesome. And fortunately I was in a good crowd of people who actually made some noise when the riders came past, instead of just standing there and occasionally clapping politely. And the breakaway lapped the peloton on the last lap, so that was exciting too. All in all, a damn good race! And of course, there’s the factor of seeing men with gorgeously muscled, smooth, tanned legs… *sigh*
