Friday, August 31, 2012

City Walk 2012

I'm excited to announce that on Sunday morning, at about 4:30am, I will be departing on my questing marathon known as the City Walk. A brief history of how and why I started doing it can be found in a 2006 post just before I make my first complete circumnavigation.

The score stands at Saskatoon 3 (1994, 2005, 2007) - Mike 2 (2006 and 2008). I'm out to even the score.

As usual, you are all welcome to attend part or all of the marathon. I'll have my cell phone with me, so feel free to give me a call to meet up. Here is a map of Saskatoon with two previous trips on it, so you can have an idea of the route.

Possible Itinerary:*
4:30am -- departure from Clarence Ave S (counterclockwise this year)
12-12:30 -- river crossing sans bridge (a first! Could save me 8-10km)
12:30 -- Picnic lunch on Spadina (hopefully... it will be near here)
4:30pm -- North of YXE
7pm -- 11th St Esso
10pm -- Finish

*later times show increasing approximation ;)

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Back Handsprings

Anwyn with an awesome Spread Eagle (working on knees and toe pointing)
Leo's are better than mine. Happy/Sad at the same time.
Just a quick note. I'm pretty excited this morning. My family has had the use of Liz's trampoline (in exchange for our swings) for the last 3 weeks. This coincided very nicely with the enthusiasm I have for exercise when the Olympics are on and lead to many hours of getting over my adult onset dizziness :(

I remembered with a certain fondness performing crazy teenage antics on David Rabuka's trampoline when I was in high-school, back in P.A. Some tricks --the ones involving serious core strength-- have given me some trouble, but back and forward tucks, pikes and layouts came back to me very easily... except for wanting to violently eject my breakfast after 5 minutes.

Back handsprings, on the other hand, have given me a lot of difficulty for 18 years --ever since I spent a week loading box-cars up with 100lb bags of lentils. Back injury! I was still able to do them, but I developed a nasty 1/4 twist. Anyway, the trampoline has given me a safe(ish) place to practice a bit, and I am proud to report my first (nearly) perfect BHSs on my back lawn. I don't have a picture or video yet, so you will have to settle for an almost back layout (pikeout?) on the trampoline.



Gold medals can be forwarded to my house on Clarence Ave.
Anwyn, thanks for your help with the photography. I may try to do this with a timer and my Gorilla Pod, but this was way easier.

Thursday, August 09, 2012

What happened to the end of your holiday?

Well... things have been crazy busy since we got back. Now that I can think again, let's do a quick recap of the end of the holiday.

Teela, Peff, Merlin and Viola were very good to all of us. We ate wonderful food and endured extreme heat.

One of the things that we all enjoyed was a trip to a local kids' discovery centre. We had all sorts of fun blowing bubbles, testing our vertical jumping ability and testing various laws of physics. My favourite was a series of controls that operated a small crane. Wendy and I had some trouble sharing with the other visitors and spent an enormous amount of time trying to create various structures out of the supplied material. In this picture, you can see me refusing to yield the controls to a 4 year old girl.
Play Nice
Anyhow, when it finally came time to leave Indiana, we decided to bee-line for home. We drove to Minneapolis the first day and stayed at an awesome hotel.

Part way through the next day, we arrived at the border. Now, on the way south, a US guard had threatened to charge us $300 for the sad, solitary orange we had forgotten to eat and were threatening to accidentally smuggle into their fine country. Our car was searched (briefly). I tried to lighten the mood with some humour. There was no smiling. On the way back into Canada, there was no search of our vehicle and the border official was quite friendly. He even suggested that Wendy might want to sign her passport -- but really, no rush. The difference was quite striking.

As Wendy read extensively from Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time saga, we drove, uneventfully, all the way back to Saskatoon, arriving well after dark.

The End