Araska is a rock, actually that is a lie, Araska is a fictional rock, in a fictional sea, in a fictional world, the only thing that could be said about is that, if said, world, sea and rock were to exist, then you would have a nice view of a fictional harbour.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Definition of a hero...
Just wow, this cop really did an act of heroism, no if and or buts. I appreciate how the article doesn't pad or elaborate as it isn't needed.
Out for a ride
Up early this morning and did a great ride out along side road 15 all the way to Highway 25. It is one heck of an elevation change, but a great 40 k. I need to practice it a few more times, as I think any route building up to my 100k is going to have to include some big hills. On the up side, or more correctly on the downside, once you climb the damn thing, you get to go weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee all the way down the other side. A definite plus, and the reason why I finally, officially, broke 60 km/h.
Other ride stats, um, 40.5 km, at a pace of 26.5 km/h (still trying to bring that up.
In other embarrassing bike related news I now wear a "bib-short" instead of just a bike short. It is basically a bike short with suspenders instead of an elastic waste. Much more comfortable, much more ridiculous looking.
Cheers
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Other ride stats, um, 40.5 km, at a pace of 26.5 km/h (still trying to bring that up.
In other embarrassing bike related news I now wear a "bib-short" instead of just a bike short. It is basically a bike short with suspenders instead of an elastic waste. Much more comfortable, much more ridiculous looking.
Cheers
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Thursday, June 12, 2008
Free Agent
Well I'm to, to, to something to directly call everyone, and I'm sure I will talk to you all within minutes of you reading this, so I will get the nasty details out of the way, and you can always call me and say hey. So I was laid off today from my company today. It really sucks, but what you going to do. The blow has been softened with a reasonable package, and well, some time off :)
It looks like I will have the time to be around after the baby was born, and will probably target to get back to work early August, but really nothing is decided, I'm just trying to get my head around it. I knew when I left the bank that this was a risk, and our CEO did give a nebulous presentation recently that implied things weren't rosy and here is the repercussions.
Upset, sure, but almost more that I won't see the completion of the current project, then anything. I was really into it, and now poof. Well that is the news, I don't have any more details then that yet.
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It looks like I will have the time to be around after the baby was born, and will probably target to get back to work early August, but really nothing is decided, I'm just trying to get my head around it. I knew when I left the bank that this was a risk, and our CEO did give a nebulous presentation recently that implied things weren't rosy and here is the repercussions.
Upset, sure, but almost more that I won't see the completion of the current project, then anything. I was really into it, and now poof. Well that is the news, I don't have any more details then that yet.
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Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Biking Report
Beeeeep beepdp beep beeeeep beepdp beeeeep
This just in...
Biked in this morning, this time I didn't get lost, in my 56.4 km journey. Nice max of 52.3 km/h, and an average of 25.8 km/h. Met some stopped to help one guy with a flat, but he was okay, but my stopping synced me up with another rider, I think he said his name was John. We chatted about random junk, but it was nice to talk to someone, especially since my iPod was out of music (long NDA related story.)
My bike is now past 500 km, go bike! I think it needs a tune up, I've shaken it down a fair bit. Riding home will be... interesting :)
Ciao
This just in...
Biked in this morning, this time I didn't get lost, in my 56.4 km journey. Nice max of 52.3 km/h, and an average of 25.8 km/h. Met some stopped to help one guy with a flat, but he was okay, but my stopping synced me up with another rider, I think he said his name was John. We chatted about random junk, but it was nice to talk to someone, especially since my iPod was out of music (long NDA related story.)
My bike is now past 500 km, go bike! I think it needs a tune up, I've shaken it down a fair bit. Riding home will be... interesting :)
Ciao
The Completion of Fort Tomato
So last few weeks have been really busy, with training and fundraising, and then riding in the H&S Ride for Heart, in the midst of all that I have been trying to get my damn tomato's in the ground before I kill them from neglect. Thus was begun the planter to end all planters, the planter so immense (relative to my back yard) that planter doesn't encompass its true nature. This box of mythic dirt capacity is properly known as F O R T T O M A T O!
Erin and I have been in that garden all day Saturday, and all day Sunday (the weekend of the ride) when I wasn't riding, (40+k on Saturday, and 50k on Sunday.) Two full days of busting sod, and leveling the earth, combined with lumber hauling and cutting amounted to the meager completion shown here:
For the rest of the week, working until the hush of night, and the politeness of hammer would allow layer upon layer was added until completion of the structure on Thursday. Each night as dusk settled in the brood would arise from the tall grasses, the humming wings, the stinging proboscis*, and the itching welts. All the furies of the mosquito plague.
Next began the trial of a billion grains of earth also known as dirt lugging... Over 2000L of soil was poured down the gullet of Fort Tomato, and still it cried out for more. Four additional dirt runs beyond the initial dirt delivery were executed to fill the gaping maw, again night began to settle, but with the noise of hammering gone, planting began. Erin, who had not been idle, far from it, had finished planing the rest of the garden by now, and turned her hand to fortress. With each plant came two mosquito bites. When it was done, it was GLORIOUS!
Thus ends this tale, but not the legend of the fort. Journey back this way come high Summer and we will speak of, the harvest.
*may not be technically accurate for Mosquitos
Erin and I have been in that garden all day Saturday, and all day Sunday (the weekend of the ride) when I wasn't riding, (40+k on Saturday, and 50k on Sunday.) Two full days of busting sod, and leveling the earth, combined with lumber hauling and cutting amounted to the meager completion shown here:
For the rest of the week, working until the hush of night, and the politeness of hammer would allow layer upon layer was added until completion of the structure on Thursday. Each night as dusk settled in the brood would arise from the tall grasses, the humming wings, the stinging proboscis*, and the itching welts. All the furies of the mosquito plague.
Next began the trial of a billion grains of earth also known as dirt lugging... Over 2000L of soil was poured down the gullet of Fort Tomato, and still it cried out for more. Four additional dirt runs beyond the initial dirt delivery were executed to fill the gaping maw, again night began to settle, but with the noise of hammering gone, planting began. Erin, who had not been idle, far from it, had finished planing the rest of the garden by now, and turned her hand to fortress. With each plant came two mosquito bites. When it was done, it was GLORIOUS!
Thus ends this tale, but not the legend of the fort. Journey back this way come high Summer and we will speak of, the harvest.
*may not be technically accurate for Mosquitos
Friday, June 06, 2008
Monday, June 02, 2008
Coming soon
Big wrap up post is in the works, just not something I can rip off quickly, so here is a stub to let you know that I am in the processes of writing a bigger post wrapping up all the fundraising and riding.
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