Lance heard I gave up bike racing to train for a marathon in 2005-06. At that point, he was still contractually obligated to race the tour, but as soon as he recovered from his 7th win, what did he do?... he began training for, and completed, a marathon. Coincidence? I think not.
The whole time he was training he kept emailing me, asking if we could go for a run together, etc. I had to tell him, that while I respect him as a athlete, and acknowledge him as a symbol of hope to so many who's lives have been touched by cancer, that's where it ends. "And besides," I told him, "it really grosses me out that you dated one of the babies from Full House".
So lately he's been trying to get to me through my friends.
Early on, he was schmoozing with my boss, Craig, asking him to "put in a good word" for him.
Next, he sent his buddy Floyd out to work on my friend & co-worker Heather. Look at him buttering her up right before he asked if he could get my cell number for Lance. Shameless. Heather didn't crack. She's tough.
Well, now he's heard that I'm moving to Austin, and it's starting all over again. He arranged a meeting with my friend Matt (a.k.a. Cancer Guy) this past weekend down in Portland. I hear the conversation went something like this:"Come on! Give me her number. She's moving to Austin, so she'll need someone to show her around."
He even convinced Matt to take this picture with his phone, saying, "Show her how firm my glutes are!"
Matt assures me he did not divulge my private number, but I've been getting some very interesting voice mails and text pictures lately that tell me different. Sigh. What's a girl to do??
Well, if he starts training for Ironman, I might have to reconsider.
