Originally written in German. Translated to English by AI — please excuse any awkward phrasing.
Yesterday Friday, fully loaded, we headed toward Frankfurt. First stop: picking up the race kit, which went quickly with no wait times. Right after that it was off to the athlete briefing at the ice rink, straight across Frankfurt. Which reminded me again why I can’t stand big cities — driving there is just terrible.
Right after that it was hotel time, returning a few hours later for the pasta party. This time by subway — completely stress-free.
Today Saturday was a short warm-up on the schedule: 30 minutes cycling and 15 minutes running. All good, legs felt fine.
Around noon I made my way to check-in — this time via the special shuttle bus set up for it, not my own car. Here’s what the crowd at the bus stop looked like:
Check-in also went smoothly — no wait times and with the support of very friendly volunteers.
One more sleep, then it’s go time …