I can not effin' belive this!
Yesterday was the last Sunday run with the running group before the Vancouver International Marathon coming Sunday. I feel great and am good to go to achieve my goal of 3:45 or better -- 9 minutes off my previous personal record. All my buddies from the running group tell me "you are so ready!" My coach tells me I am more than ready. And most importantly... I felt super ready.
Then, last night just after supper, out of nowhere, I am getting this brutal toothache in on of the upper right molars. Damn!! I really really don't need this now. Not only is this not helpful for running a good marathon, but I am also going to Amsterdam five days after the race. The last thing I want to have on my mind in Amsterdam is a bloody toothache.
Needless to say I did not sleep very well last night. This morning I wake up and the pain is a bit less but I can still feel it is not... quite there. So I call my dentist and just as I am dialing I remember that this must be the exact same tooth that he worked on about 2.5 years ago. I can still remember that pain!
Now it turns out my dentistry is closed until... guess when! Race Day F...!
My collegue Saf keeps telling me that he knows the World's Best Dentist - Bar None. Saf is quite world travelled so I guess I take his word for it. He gave me the number and now I have an appointment for tomorow afternoon at 5:00 PM.
To be continued... after the visit to the world's best dentist.