Thursday, January 31, 2008

Thursday Miscellany ...

Yet another weather warning on my icon this morning, but small mercies seem to be on my side — it is actually for tomorrow, so tonight's cross-town commute shouldn't be at all out of the ordinary. It may mean cabbing to the meet Saturday morning, as the 12 minute walk to the bus may not be easily navigable.

This week, in addition to The Boarder's new box, I picked up replacement around the neck headphones for my MP3 player & computer, a travel adapter with surge protector, and ordered low end noise cancelling headphones that Best Buy says are on their way. I just couldn't bear to spend the big bucks on headphones that will see limited use. Planes & trains just don't figure into my life all that often — although I'm sure they'll see plenty of use in the next few months.

My departure for Australia is now exactly two months away! An email came in last night regarding relays — there should be around 30 swimmers from Ontario to make up the teams. Relays in Perth are a day unto themselves, so that should be an absolute blast!

One of the sights from the Indian Pacific is the Nullarbor Plain (apparently this is pronounced Null-uh-bore — go figure!). It is the crescent shaped area by the coast shown in this Terra satellite image. (Credit Jacques Descloitres. Image acquired by the Terra satellite on August 19, 2002 and found on Wikipedia.) We'll hit Kalgoorlie in the late evening Thursday May first, spend that day along the 478 kilometres of unbroken track (the longest stretch in the world) until we leave the plain at Port Augusta very early on Friday morning. Something to look forward to during tomorrow's snow event!

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Swim Bit!

Coach Duane is back from AZ, and he sure had a challenge or two in his back pocket for us last night! Total: 2,550 metres.

♦ 9 x 100 free, descending 1 - 9, 10 seconds rest
♦ 9 x 100 free, descending 1 - 3 by 3 seconds on 2:00 (1:39 - 1:30)
♦ 6 x 100 free, first two being the fastest time from previous set, the third faster by 3 seconds on 2:00 — this just wasn't quite happening for me(1:33 - 1:29)
♦ 100 free timed, all out: 1:22
♦ 50 easy swim

And the pouring rain didn't start till after I got home. There are high wind, flash freeze and blowing snow warnings out for today, though.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Feline Philanthropy!

The bright shiny new (and significantly larger) box is, thus far, receiving preferential treatment. So yesterday's mission was an unqualified success, with the Boarder's stamp of approval! So to speak. Here he is this morning, enjoying some quiet time on the head of my chair. Click to enlarge. Doubtless I tired him out with all that ball chasing activity before the sun rose. Some of it was more stalking than chasing, but there was a good deal of pouncing, too.

Onyx is also now well on his way to becoming a philanthropist. Miss Emma called last night to advise us that she is doing a dictée of 30 words to raise money to build schools and buy books for children in Africa. Having missed out on his early education while homeless, The Boarder feels he understands Need. So he will contribute 10¢ per correct word spelled from his Treat and Toy Fund. I will top his donation up with 40¢ so Emma will have to do some figuring to tell me how much we owe!

There were fat fluffy flakes falling earlier, but now the precipitation is less picturesque. Hopefully it won't be too treacherous out when I have to brave the elements. It may be my "Lohan" boots and my newly shortened [Blank] jeans (scooped up at the Now or Never sale at Holt Renfrew, along with a pair of Citizens of Humanity jeans that are as yet unhemmed) when I make my foray into the world at large. For the fashionistas, I couldn't find a picture of the [Blank] jeans online — nor a site that sells this particular style.

Monday, January 28, 2008

Monday Miscellany!

The Rideau Canal is now partially open for skating ... but will enough of it be open to host a wintery tri? (Kona Shelley, one year this may be your excuse to come play on the canal!) Winnipeg has shovelled off an 8.5 kilometre 2 metre wide strip of Red River to try and top our world's longest skating rink record, but at least thus far it's not a UNESCO world heritage site.

The Boarder has made another foray into the World of the Secure and Happy House Cat. Yesterday, as I was holding him and Norris was patting him on the head, Onyx reached out a paw and left it lightly planted on Norris' chest! Our George always used to reach out and touch people he liked, but this was a first for The Boarder.

Speaking of The Boarder, in preparation for my upcoming trip, today's mission is to go out and procure him Box #2. Because two, two boxes are better than one! At least that's our story and we're sticking to it!

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Bobs and Bits ...

In the "I just didn't have it" department, I wimped out on this morning's practice. So ... it'll be a short swim over at Plant later in the day. No guilt, as I've already achieved this week's mileage goal, and the dusting of snow over icy patches wasn't something I was willing to take on for a 15 minute walk to the bus in the pitch black. I expect the pool to be crazy busy, so 50's will likely be the order of the day.

Howl's Moving Castle (the print version) was last night's charming entertainment. This morning, however, The Boarder and I have been watching a squirrel family tear madly along fences and branches and run around tree trunks. Good times! The young ones belong to a pair that includes the basker pictured here.

Speaking of The Boarder I'm not sure he would favour this variant on a bed. (But if a critter you know might, you can buy it from Etsy. Hat tip: Shiny, Shiny.) He does enjoy getting in and out of boxes, but the quarters might be a little cramped — he's become a substantial kind of a cat. This week, on sunny days, he could be found sprawled on his side in the front window (taking up as much lengthwise space as felinely possible) warming his belly! Basking. It's a fine thing! And not just for cats and squirrels ...

Friday, January 25, 2008

Bits & Bobs!

As Bigun pointed out the other day, it's been brisk out here of late! The general rule here in the dead of winter is cold = bright and sunny, warm = snow. I do understand that it's not at all warm by the Bigun's standards, though! But the cold meant sidewalks were fairly clear, so I could try another bus strategy to practice last night. That would be walk 12-15 minutes to Bayview "station" and take whatever regular bus comes down the Transitway.

♦ 600 free
♦ 15 x 100 (50 drill/50 free hard) on 2:00
♦ 4 x 75 free hard on 2:00 (I did fly, breast, free)

On a completely different note, when I saw this markdown, I immediately thought of Comm's & Mighty Mo! Also very workable for those who forget to water their houseplants. (Botanical name: Lycopodium lepidophyllum.) Then there's this for those who like to wear their emoticons for all to see. And although I'm not exactly sure who will buy this stool, I do know some people who will get a kick out of it. Hat tip: Shiny, Shiny.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Ticket to Ride!

In fact, at this point I only have an assurance of a ticket. The actual ticket should be in my grubby little mitt in just a little over a month!! From April 30th to May 3rd I should have a chance to see the Outback from the inside. The Indian Pacific Train is one of Australia's great train journeys. 4352 kilometres (2715 miles) from the Indian Ocean to the Pacific, the trip takes about 65 hours with a few whistle stops along the way. The Blue Mountains and the Nullarbour Plain are vistas along the way, and the famous mining areas of Kalgoorlie (the Gold Capital) & Broken Hill (the Silver City) are whistle stops along the route, as is Adelaide.

Map from Wikipedia.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Swim Bit ...

As I weebled my way through the accumulated snow and slush to the bus stop last night, a very pleasant thing occurred to me. It was Not Dark!! Now, it wasn't bright, but how uplifting it was is difficult to explain.

Duane is off in Arizona this week, so the swimmer/coaches are filling in. Lindsay took the first ¾ of an hour last night, I took the second — this way we both got some swimming in! I put in 2,000 very solid metres from the assigned workout:

♦ 600 free warm-up
♦ Lindsay & I discussed lane repeat times while the gang did a 200 kick
♦ 8 x 200 free on 4:00 descend 1 - 4 by 2 seconds (I did 7 and hopped out so Linday could swim) — the big boys went on 3:30
♦ X x 50 specialty hard — the big boys went on 1:00
♦ 200 easy swim

The 200's were a bit of a surprise, as I looked up after the first one to see 3:15! I did manage to descend to 3:08, but not quite as projected. For those who haven't tried it, descending by 2 seconds over the course of a 200 is a major challenge.

The Boarder and I had a bit of a lie-in this morning, which was rather a nice treat.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Looking Ahead ...

Some of you have been asking about my travel arrangements in the coming months. As things are firming up this week, a snowy morning seems an ideal time to bring you a brief update. Happily, January has been much less snowy than December, but naturally the snow comes down on a practice day.



After a 3 hour and 20 minute flight from Perth on the morning of April 26th I should be at the Ningaloo Reef Resort in Coral Bay about 120 kilometres south of Exmouth. Coral Bay is about 50 kilometres north of the Tropic of Capricorn. Ningaloo is a 260 kilometre fringing reef. Whale sharks* are generally in the environs from March to June, so if I'm lucky on the 27th I'll have the snorkelling trip of a lifetime. In fact, by happy accident of meet timing and moon cycles, I may be in Coral Bay for a mass coral spawning projected from the 27th to 30th of April (for more click here and scroll down) so it may be an occassion to see another natural wonder! But April 29th I'll head back down to Perth to get ready for another adventure. More teasers to come!

* Picture courtesy of the Exmouth Visitor Centre.

Monday, January 21, 2008

How to Bask at -20°C!

This eastern gray squirrel took time out for a good bask yesterday afternoon. The Boarder did, too, but he did from inside the glass! It is equally brisk this morning, but with no stiff breeze.

I am confounded at what happened yesterday with respect to volume of people at the evening lane swim. There were not less than 7 (but mercifully no more than 8) people in the quicker lane for most of the two hour time block. The other lanes were equally busy. I am no speed demon, but quite literally after lapping people in a hundred, I made a snap decison it would be mostly a 50's day. I am equally confounded as to people's apparent inability to clean up after themselves — the half eaten apple on the floor in the showers (!) was definitely the hot topic as I was getting changed to come home.

The Turn and Stroke clinic yesterday was quite lovely. Many thanks to Jeff for running the show, Luc for providing a venue, and Dave for auditing. I'll see most of the attendees at the Rideau Speedeaus meet on February 2 (some swimming, some officiating). Note to self: time to start swimming more breaststroke! Masters rules differ slightly from the standards for younger athletes. For example we old peeps have the option of a dive start from the blocks, from the side of the pool, or even a push start from the water. And the good news is, Swimming Canada is working to include Masters rules in the rulebook! Our auditor mentioned to me that officiating clinics are being included as part of the coaching certification program (which is currently being reworked).

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Carded!

In the past week or so I've received my replacement Amex card (because someone bought things on the previous one's number without my permission!), my new health card and drivers licence, too. And almost unbelievably for the next few years I won't feel too bad about showing that ID to people. Perhaps I should go on consecutive days immediately following a haircut from now on? This morning I had my brand spanking new officials card signed at a Turn & Stroke Judge clinic. We're having a wee cold snap (it was -20°C but -26°C with windchill this morning; tonight's low is forecast at -26°C, -15°F), so at least it is bright and sunny!

Part of Duane's pep talk at practice Thursday night dealt with upcoming competitions: Rideau Speedeaus in two weeks, Winterlude long course in five, and our sprint meet March 8. Then some of us will be at Worlds (four of us from our lane!) in April, and the team as a whole will be well represented at Nationals. On the subject of Worlds, I'm pleased to say I am working on getting my post-event travel ducks in a row!! I now have a hotel reservation in Sydney from May 3 - 12! I'll call the Travelodge Phillip Street base (conviently located .8 km from the Cook + Phillip Park Aquatic Centre, and a stone's throw from Hyde Park and the Royal Botanic Gardens). I expect to have a few more confirmations of post-meet excursions in the next little while.

Friday, January 18, 2008

Swim Bit!

It was a dark and stormy damp night. It wasn't cold per se, but the dampness went right through you. And on the way home from practice my swim bag felt like a lead weight. In fact, it was heavier than usual, as I stopped in the mall between buses and picked up shampoo, conditioner, ½ pound of coffee and a slice of vegetable of quiche. I was out of both coffee and shampoo, so it would have been a very sad morning around here had I not stopped! But mostly it felt heavy because I had no arms.

♦ 700 free
♦ 20 x 25 side kick, 3 strokes, hard; I did catch-up;
3rd person touches first goes
♦ 8 x 25 free partner race, leaving :10 apart,
last person touches first partners go
♦ partner race demo
♦ 4 x 25 partner race, as above
♦ 6 x 100 steady on 2:00

Naturally I had no arms because of the partner race sets. Our lane had 3 pairs and essentially 20 seconds rest. Duane paired us for speed, and sent my partner and myself to lead off. I had the outside of the lane, so often had to consider people coming barrelling down the next lane in my direction! After the second partner race set I had difficulty catching my breath, so the hundreds were much more brutal than the repeat time would show. Sure enough, this morning I seem to have something resembling a cold. Which would, as many of us know, be pretty much impossible, as I don't get sick. I get allergic. Other people get sick.

The Boarder reports that he has taken to heart the words, "I'll show you! Bam!!!!Right on top of the head!" Now that he understands play, one of the things he likes to do is perch on the head of my chair and entice me to throw up soft toys for him to bat. The other day one went astray, so I crawled on the floor to get it, and as I stood up, Bam!!! Right on top of the head. At least his pads were soft!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Atonement ...

I had the vague pervasive feeling last night that I have become jaded and difficult to please. And, in fact, I may be. Although I felt less so when one of the other Movieteers told me she looked at her watch three times during the film (and she rarely looks at her watch during a movie). Really, I felt like I was being hit over the head with devices. Repeatedly. Not to say there aren't redeeming qualities. But given the choice between the book and the movie, I'd chose the former.

In other news, Jenny should be back from her holiday. Click here to see her snapshots of magnificent and extremely endangered blue iguanas.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Foul is Fair ...

The run of Peter Hinton's interpretation of Macbeth is underway at the NAC. The Citizen's Patrick Langston calls it a "riveting, modern dress production". Yet it is much more than a modern dress interpretation, as Hinton's production is set in the 1940's, with Wallis Simpson as muse for Lady MacBeth. I found it somewhat more difficult to see Macbeth as Edward, possibly because of Benedict Campbell's imposing and profound stage presence in comparison with Edward's, but Matthew MacFadzean's Malcolm parallels better the character and physical attributes of George VI.

I don't know if the location of our seats is contributing to my difficulty with sound this season, but I found the weird sisters difficult to hear, especially over effects like the cauldron. The forensic examination of Duncan's death scene by gas masked characters didn't work particularly well for me, either.

There were some outstanding performances by the cast members, particularly Benedict Campbell and Diane D'Aquila as the Macbeths, and the comedic highlight of Pierre Brault's porter.

If you have the occasion to see it for yourself, please do!

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Tuesday Tidbits ...

I like to think that the Dread Pirate's consultant would like my handbag. It has been getting rave reviews. Including the waitress last night at The Works, who quite literally had to show it to everyone she could! Les and I had a nice dinner and talked (mostly) about trips. She had the Ho Hum Burger #2, I chose Tigger's Triumph with grilled chicken breast and sweet potato fries. Neither of us cleaned our plates! Her next vacation is Hawaii in the fall — diving for a week and biking.

Another fashion note: for the local readers who are also afficionados of Lululemon, their warehouse sale will be here at month's end this year! (Hat tip: IwantIgot.)

Other than that ... not so much!

Monday, January 14, 2008

Sunday, January 13, 2008

No Reports ...

The Boarder has little new to report, save that the whole Swim Meet pre-production is astoundingly similar to Swim Camp pre-production. And deserving of punishment. Or at least a chastisement of sorts. Involving spending time in my bed when I am not.

I, too, have little out of the ordinary to blog. But, to the lady in the bright yellow bathing suit at the pool today, I would suggest it might be better to shower and check the mirror before going to sit on the side of the hot tub. Light bright colours when wet are often more revealing than you think!

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Meet Report ...

The post meet breakfast was good. Enjoyable. Fun. And you can be assured that if that's how the report starts, the meet was ... a little less of that. I didn't expect it to be stellar, and it wasn't. It felt worse than it was, because apparently someone thinks I swim faster than I do, so I ended up seeded faster than the times I entered at. Like 5 seconds faster for the hundred. Not naming names or anything.

The 50 free. I'm in heat 3. I'm standing behind the blocks talking to the fellow in my heat and they call heat 2 off the blocks. Confusion. Someone says, "You're up!" More confusion. They'd just swum heat 1. Apparently heat 2 vaporized. Still getting goggles on while trying to climb onto the blocks. Ah well, I got there. :36.5, which felt awful because I was entered faster and I really wasn't ready. I chose to breathe every four, didn't breathe right off the wall, nor for the last 5 metres. All good things. And swam faster than I did last year, so that's good.

The 100 free. Ask how universally it sucked*? Felt bad from start to finish. And I was so not alone in that! However, it could have been worse than the 1:20.? it was. Naturally, it could also have been better. I got out thinking to myself, at least the meet is done. And Kathleen walks over and says, "We're swimming a relay." Fear and paranoia struck! The scheduled relay was 400 free. So not wanting to do another 100 free.

However, it was revamped and we swam a 200 medley relay (age group 200+, as masters relays are total ages of team members). I'm swimming breaststroke. Fear and paranoia strike again! I haven't even warmed up breaststroke! Margaret's last words to me were something like, "Don't count on my backstroke finish — anything could happen. I could suddenly be kicking in." So I was slow off the block, to be sure. I'd rather be standing on the block when the person touches, than be off too early and disqualify the team! Pushed off the wall — toe cramp! Note to self, if you ever don't warm up breaststroke and find yourself swimming it be sure to stretch toes! It was around a :46, which, all things considered is acceptable.

*I blame Thursday night's practice, from which I really hadn't recovered. Other people were happy to go along with that! I'm trusting my next 100 free will be better!

Friday, January 11, 2008

Swim Bit!

I think, thanks to Joe's brilliant suggestion of buying a "business" laptop, yesterday when I called for tech support I (a) didn't wait in queue (b) I got a call centre person on this continent. When I explained the problem, he said, "Wait ... I just heard someone talking about that!" It seems that one of the six morning "upgrades" from The Evil Empire sparked my issue. Charming. And if I knew which one I could choose not to install it. But I'm going to do the adult thing for now. Ignore them all completely!

In keeping with my bus stop waiting/dog visiting time on the way to practice, I had a nice chat with the person belonging to a 1½ year old mini Schnauzer with a fashion forward bright red coat on, and Angus & Rufus; two Scotties who used to live down the road with their people.

When you look at last night's mileage, you think to yourself, Self, that doesn't look half bad. Let me tell you when I got home I had arms of lead. First real lactate practice of the new year, and I produced! 2200 metres as follows:

♦ 800 free "not fast!" (and then the fun began)
♦ (4 x 25 free fast on :30, 2 x 50 free faster on 1:15, 100 free full out on 3:00) x 4
♦ 2 x 100 easy on 1:50

The instructions for the main set were fairly explicit. The 25's were to be fast and strong, but concentrating on stroke. The 50's still faster, still concentrating. The idea was then that by the 100's the stroke would be well practiced, and we wouldn't have to think so much while sprinting.

I don't have a "fast" speed just yet, but the 25's were comfortable :20ish, 50's all under :45, and finally I scooched under the minute and a half hundred with a 1:28. Not impressive, but at least progressing. Hopefully a short easy swim today capped with a dip in the hot tub, and tomorrow, a bit of a lark with the 50 & 100 free!

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Well ...

Yesterday, in an adventure of 5 hours I managed to:

♦ get a much needed haircut — Yay!
♦ try on too many pairs of jeans to come away with ... none!
♦ try on too many bras to come away with one less-than-perfect-but-thankfully-on-sale undergarment ... ugh!

I came home exhausted and vaguely unhappy. Mostly because I know that means I have to go through the whole process again!

This morning, quite out of the blue, Vista explained that the user profile service failed the logon. More than once. Yeah, I couldn't get it through my thick head! Basically, I can't get into my own computer! So rather than call Dell on less than enough coffee & insufficient sustenance, I fired up the old machine, spent some time updating the anti-virus stuff, but could at least get to my email and VIBR (Very Important Blog Reading). This post comes to you live from my old laptop. But at least it's coming to you! The luxury of two machines (for as long as this one lasts) is paying off. And really, I am going to steel myself for a customer support call on the new one.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Balmy!

A right balmy record breaking +11°C this morning (that's 52°F), yet with wicked winds gusting up to 90 kph. Temperatures will drop to more seasonal -4°C tonight. Last night the fog and light rain had the aura of a Victorian novel. Standing waiting for the bus I was mesmerized by the silvery patterns in the rivulets streaming down Preston Street.

Practice was very nice. The first set was easy enough that I felt like perhaps I had not lost all my fitness in December, and that perhaps the 800 (lcm) in February won't be as large a spectre hanging over my head as I may have thought.

♦ 500 free
♦ 300 free, one third build
♦ 8 x 150 free (50 slow, 50 faster, 50 faster) on 2:45
♦ 6* x 75 IM (I did fly, breast, free) on 2:15

* The set was 7, but I had alerted Duane in advance that as I'd be coaching 7:00 - 7:30, I'd have to scoot out for a loo break 5 minutes before practice ended. But 2450 metres in, which is just fine!

This mesocycle my day off has moved from Saturday to Wednesday, so I will brave the winds, rain, dropping temperatures and whatever else the weather gods have to offer in order to get a much needed haircut!

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Racing, Training & Periodization

Something Spokane Al said to me sparked this post. In discussing my meet and event schedule for January & February, Al said: Your busy schedule does not mention the hours of training that you will be doing between each event. That is the stuff that will make you fast and successful.

And, of course, he's absolutely right. You can't perform at your best without doing the work. But there also are times when because you are doing the work you don't swim fast (and we all know fast is a relative term — it means very different things to different people). And there are always going to be times, for reasons that may be completely unclear that you just don't perform to your potential.

Here's a recent elite level example. I saw this tidbit up at Timed Finals. At first glance it seems shocking: at the Victorian Championships Grant Hackett failed to break :50 by almost a second and a half (:51.44) in the hundred free and placed 14th. Leisel Jones lost the 50 breast. Upsets of the highest order? Perhaps not.

According to the article, Ms. Jones went on to say to the press, “We have to do 4km a session here, so in between each swim, we are doing a kilometre swim and a kilometre warm-up.” She then added, “It’s not like we’re really racing at the moment, it’s full-on training. So it’s more of a focus on keeping up fitness and it’s not really about times.” In fact, later in the competition Ms. Jones went out a tad over .3 seconds slower going out in the hundred and won definitively in 1:06.49, and Mr. Hackett absolutely dominated the fields in both the 400 and 800 free. Were her comments mostly gamesmanship? An accurate statement of where they stand in the training schedule? Both?

Over the course of a year no matter what level we compete at, we can't peak for every meet, we can't hit every event, and we can't log a personal best each time out. In fact, racing as training is a solid way to improve performance over the longer term. We accept that early in the season we may be rusty, in times of heavy training we may be slower than we'd like, and sometimes a meet is just training; getting on the blocks, getting the experience in, feeling the nerves (or not).

Periodization is a training methodology that breaks a given time period (of usually a year or two) into cycles. In swim seasons we generally have an annual macrocycle, then smaller mesocycles (in many cases 2-3 months), and microcycles (usually a week). So in planning a program, the coach will look at the overall objective and some smaller goals to achieve along the way. Each week will have an objective, each mesocycle as well, leading to the ultimate seasonal goal; building to that peak performance. Sometimes the athlete may be unable to put in that performance, sometimes the program itself fails. Another elite example: in Athens, Canadian swimmers failed to bring home an Olympic medal for the first time since 1964, despite fine performances at trials. The national team head coach of many years, Dave Johnson, was dismissed. The team as a whole had failed to peak for the event of the quadrennial.

On a much less competitive level of the sport, periodization holds. My meet this weekend is still very early in the preparation phase of this mesocycle. There's been seasonal time off (and time off for illness), so I'm nowhere near the level of fitness I'd like to be at. It will be about swimming the freestyle distances that put less stress on my hip and back. About getting onto the blocks and swimming the events. And just seeing what happens. The same holds true for the meet in early February, where the goal is simply to add breaststroke to the roster. Swim the events. Try to get a good start and keep good form. The Winterlude meet is long course, as are Worlds. So that's my chance to swim the events as they'll be swum in Perth. I can't swim them all (there is an event limit at the meet), so I'll swim the ones I need to work on most plus the 800, which relates to a different goal entirely.

This mesocycle I'll be adding long course training to my practice schedule. So Saturday mornings when there isn't a meet, I'll be aiming to be at practice. Maybe only for an hour, we'll see how my body holds up. And for the first couple of months I won't be my sharpest. But that's fine. Because the most important goals are really to be fit and to have fun. The rest of it is absolute gravy.

Monday, January 07, 2008

Obsession!

The Boarder is obsessed. Obsessed I tell you. It makes his concern with toilet flushing pale by comparison. Although in the grand scheme of things I'm not sure how it compares with fleece.

Oh, it started innocently enough. Or maybe not. I have an old cordless phone that needs a new battery. I unplugged it and one of the cords dangled. But to The Boarder, the connector looked vaguely appealing. Like something you might want to chew on. Springing into action I took that away, and substituted it with a cat toy. In which he was profoundly disinterested. Until I gave up and left it on the floor. Then there was a sudden change of heart. Oh, he cared not for the toy part. But the plastic ring on the elastic — now that is a thing of beauty. And now it's all he wants to play with!!! For hours on end. It skitters across the floor. It flies, it jumps, it moves silently across the carpet, it is an excellent target for pouncing. It is the toy to end all toys. For the moment at least.

Any failure to play on my part has become worthy of complaint. Vociferous complaint. He wanders around meowing plaintively (and incessantly) until I give up on what I'm trying to do and operate the toy end. You know, the one with the shiny catnip laced accoutrement and bell. Thankfully, at the moment, he has taken some time to attend to personal grooming. And if I'm very lucky this will be followed by a nap.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Boot it!

Desperate times call for desperate measures. I really didn't think they were all that desperate until I got home, went to the company web site and saw similar boots worn by La Lohan. Somebody shoot me now. At least they're also sported by Jessica Alba. And please don't ask me why you might need snowjoggers if your legs are bare up to your privates. I'm a practical northerner. But it is actually supposed to rain for five of the next six days (after only not snowing six since November 20th — thus far the crazed total snowfall number is in the order of six feet!) and no matter how well treated waterproof suede is, it is unlikely to remain lovely after walking or taking the bus in that kind of daily abuse. And at least my new boots are black not multi-pastel, right? Due to the Miracle of Parity, they were also originally $100 here. Then they were marked down 40%. Now that it's January I saved a few cents of GST, too. And since I finally used the gift card that can be traced back to the Banking Debaucle of October, less than $20 came out of my wallet for them. So I can live with the whole Hollywood Trend Issue.

Speaking of rain, ten years ago it also rained for five days. Except it was freezing as it fell, and it fell in truly epic proportions. It's been called the greatest natural disaster in Canadian history. It was just known as The Ice Storm.

Friday, January 04, 2008

Here's the (Short Term) Plan!

The early going of 2008 has been usurped with administrative and planning details!

On the swim front, I ran the competition plan past Duane, registered and wrote cheques for the following:

Technosport Sprint Meet, January 12: 50 & 100 metre free (short course)
♦ Turn and Stroke Clinic, January 20 (yes, I'm going to get those officiating qualifications recertified) — no cheque required!
Rideau Speedeaus Meet, February 2: 50 fly, 100 breast, 100 IM, (50 free*), 50 breast (short course)
NMSC Winterlude Meet, February 23: 50 breast, 100 breast, 50 fly, 800 free** (long course)

* Disclaimer: The 50 free is right before the 50 breast, so if there aren't enough heats in between I'll scratch the 50 free, having swum it (all things being equal) in mid-January
** Disclaimer: I plead total loss of my senses!

There's also a mini-camp on February 9th, and in all probability I'll be slated to coach. So the swim schedule is jam packed!

Oh, and the package with the errant Christmas gifts finally arrived. The postal delivery gal came up my steps yesterday saying, "You're probably not going to want this!" But I did. With any luck I'll finish packing things up this morning and toddle down to the post office later in the day.

And on another note, there are many great uses of carbon fibre (like, oh, say, planes and bikes), but I'm not sure that this would count as right up there.

Swim Bit!

There was an uneasy quiet and more than a little trepidation as we gathered before last night's practice. Many of us just sat there looking down the pool, feeling like the other end was an awfully long way away.

Duane reminded us that warm-up is not a race, it's a warm-up. We shouldn't be trying to go fast, we should be working on technique, and consider it a time when we can do drills. Usually we split the pool with water polo practice going on at the deep end. But there were no polo players last night. The pool had been set up in long course, and Duane asked the guards if it could be left that way. First practice back and 2400 metres long course!

♦ 600 free warm-up
♦ 4 x (200 free strong, bilateral breathing, 4th person touches; 50 free hard, last person touches first goes) — please don't ask how much I felt like a slug ...
♦ 8 x 100 (50 non-free, 50 free) on 2:15 — I did breast, repeating 1:47 - 1:50 which in retrospect isn't so horribly awful ...

Oh, but I hobbled out of the pool! You know how you forget some things when you're off for a while? Guess who completely forgot she had been doing the ibuprofen/muscle relaxant thing before practice? But did at least get to the pool with suit, goggles, water and a towel. I may never have been more grateful for a ride home! And Fiona cranked my seat heater for me, which was a godsend!

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Balancing ...

The first week of the new year is always a bit of a balancing act, trying to look both forward and back. Even though I try, apparently I'm not all that well balanced.

There are still a few more festive recaps to come! That said, here's one: New Year's Day I spent a very enjoyable couple of hours with a neighbour. It was a bit of a change to our annual New Year's brunch. Largely because it is dawning on me that Swim Camp wipes me out. I thought it might be less tiring coaching four of the six sessions, but not so much! Easier on the body, but not less tiring! D took me out for a combined birthday/New Year's dinner, and we had a wonderful time catching up. The company was the definitely high point, the food was generally good, but unfortunately the restaurant didn't meet the high standards we have become accustomed to. So that was the first letter I wrote today.

The Mountain of Laundry is moving from the to do to the folding stage. I've written a couple of other letters, got some dinner in the crockpot, and am working on emails to chase things that didn't arrive ... but I haven't even started on my thank you cards yet! I'm still struggling to catch up!

Yesterday I formulated a plan of events to swim at the next three local meets with a thumbs up from Coach Duane, but that's a post for another day.

And, less you think the weather weirdness is done, we're expecting -25°C tonight up to a possible +11°C Monday (a range of about -13° to 52° on that other scale), with snow tomorrow and Saturday!

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Toasted?

Sometimes the enjoyment of toast and honey is dampened when you find that air pockets in the bread were channeling the honey into slow waterfalls that dripped into messy little situations? That's kind of how my holidays felt. For the most part they were lovely, but on occasion that stickiness verged on a meltdown in the making, sometimes disproportionately so. Stickiness may be cumulative. Holidays often result in people being lightly toasted.

But now that the New Year is underway, hopefully a Modicum of Routine will replace the Holiday Tizzies. Up today?
♦ Laundry. Swim Camp = Laundry! Shovelling = Laundry. Honey on your sweatshirt = Laundry.
♦ Bill paying.
♦ With luck, a little entertaining reading.
♦ And if things really go my way — pulleys!!!

Tomorrow regular swim practices resume, and Saturday Plant pool is slated to reopen (ten days later than originally planned). The Boarder is anxious for a schedule to be reinstated, too. He found Swim Camp was Not to His Liking, and he had some Moments of Confusion and Light Pique, which have been followed up by an Extreme Need to Play.

Happily over the next couple of days it looks like there will be a short shovelling break. There was another 12.4 centimetres (5 inches) in the last 24 hour measurement by Environment Canada. But I think it snows more here than at the airport. Really. And now? Baby it's cold outside. (When I started this post it was-32°C with the north wind's chill. But sunny. And it's warmed up a little!)

Oh — and for those of you who have often wondered about what my ole pal Tipper looks like, a quick look will tell you he's not all that unlike The Boarder! He seems a little grumpy in this shot, though!

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Happy New Year!

All the best to you as we all set off on the adventures this new year has to offer! Here at 123 2008 has begun much like the 2007 ended. It's snowing, and I'm looking for things I've misplaced. The more things change ...



Yesterday was not just New Year's Eve, it was also Margaret's third birthday. She had a most enjoyable birthday dinner, and it was very nice to be included! Funny story: On Christmas morning we were bemoaning the state of sidewalks, roads and entries. Emma & Margaret's Grandma (Mrs. Kirke) was complaining in particular about the front walk to her building, and I mentioned that my friend Ann had similar complaints, and that the steps and walk there were treacherous. When Lise and I arrived at the front walk to Ann's building last night, guess who was being dropped off at her place after Margaret's birthday dinner??

Ann had a great bunch of folks over for New Year's, but I must say I was not at my best and packed it in long before the stroke of midnight.