Well this weekend is turning out to be nice relaxing trip for me. I am (sorry this is a french keyboard -forgive me) having a more fun time than I thought. It was dicey that I was even going to make my trip because where I live it was starting to storm. I checked online and by fluke while most roads were in poor condition, the highway I needed was listed moderate. It turned out the roads were bare an hour into my trip
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And the weather is perfect minus the cold. It was cold today running around. I basically hit up as many places as I could for postcards and then picked up my race kit. And then I ate at a greek restaurant. I do not have a lot of time to update this and I want to post pics. (I am postcarded out. I may have to revamp my postcard ways. Printing pictures to make as postcards is a way more cost effective solution)
So basically think of me tomorrow morning at 8am. Wish me luck for my half-marathon. GO! GO! GO! GO!. I am just happy that I can relax after the race and that I do not have to drive straight home after the race. And Happy Family Day on Monday!
P.S I bought some vintage Bill Cosby records. Hey Hey Hey its Fat Albert!!! LOL.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Go! Go! Go! Go!
Well wish me luck - I'm running a half marathon on Sunday in the big town of Sudbury,Ontario. Think of me when your waking up on a lazy Sunday morning and roll out of bed. By that time I should be done the race. I can give you two predictions. Here they are:
And since I'm telling embarrassing stories I might as well finish up with the last place finish story. So for the record I have never until that fateful day came last in a half marathon race. So as I was huffing and puffing and struggling to plow on and finish, the thought to quit came in my head many times but I used CENA power "Never Give Up" to keep on. (Okay I made that part up but I didn't quit) Anyways I seen a lone runner behind me and she slowly catches up. I thought well if she don't pass me I'm cool and won't be in last place. She gets near and I find out shes the race marshall sweeping the course behind me to make sure no one is still running. So I WAS the last runner. Classic. And two extra insults to injury on top of that:
P.S Part of this race is just an excuse for me to get out of town to find postcards.
-Rab
- I won't come dead last like last year. No way no how!
- I'm eating the brunch this time after the meal
- And...(Oops a third entry) I won't lock my keys in my car like last time and have to wait around for roadside assist. That's a classic an half right there!
And since I'm telling embarrassing stories I might as well finish up with the last place finish story. So for the record I have never until that fateful day came last in a half marathon race. So as I was huffing and puffing and struggling to plow on and finish, the thought to quit came in my head many times but I used CENA power "Never Give Up" to keep on. (Okay I made that part up but I didn't quit) Anyways I seen a lone runner behind me and she slowly catches up. I thought well if she don't pass me I'm cool and won't be in last place. She gets near and I find out shes the race marshall sweeping the course behind me to make sure no one is still running. So I WAS the last runner. Classic. And two extra insults to injury on top of that:
- I told the person I have ran half marathons before and she still treated me like a first timer clapping her hands and saying you can do it!
- I get to the finish and they are pulling the race banners and finish sign down. I have to duck under the workers taking downt the signs at the finish line. Ouch!
- And finally (another insult) my high school buddy later on says where were you? I didnt see you (He ran the race). I didn't have the heart to say I came last and he placed second.
P.S Part of this race is just an excuse for me to get out of town to find postcards.
-Rab
Monday, February 14, 2011
A BUNCH OF FIRSTS!!!!! (Optional Title: Down with Jafar and long live the Genie!)
So here is a bunch of firsts (in no particular order) :
- My first post on a blog on valentines day. (So happy Valentine's Day everyone. I send much love to the world)
- I sent a postcard out on Valentine's Day for postcrossing. (Caption: Will you be my first postcrossing Valentine?). That is a real gem.
- Send out my first travelling journal today. (Hopefully it reaches its destination in California)
- Won my first Magic card game (2 of 3 match) on Saturday. (nerd alert I know)
- This is related to post 2 - I jazzed up my postcard with a different sets of stamps and even the post officer worker got excited and added postmaster stamps. She went a bit crazy with the stamping though but hey what can you do. (If you asked me a few years ago if I would get excited over a postcard I would have laughed in your face)
- Watched two Disney movies for the first time on Sunday. (Alladin and Alice in Wonderland). How is it possible that I have never seen either of those movies before???? The Genie is the best. The best I tell you.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
7000 Hits................ of Death!
So this is a little recap of some martial arts mayhem last night. My head was swimming with all the techniques I learned last night at my Kali class. (We were learning stick attacks) I felt like it was sensory overload.
Apparently there are 7 attacks per stick angle and there are 7 counters to those attacks and there x amount of counters to the counters. Classic. I was lucky if I could manage to remember 3 of the 7 attacks we learned. I cheated a little I guess because I kept doing attack one and six over and over because they were easy to remember.
It is a fun class and I wish it was held more than one hour a week. I feel like I'm barely scrapped the surface. It is funny because I seem to do better under pressure when the instructor makes it seem like a life or death situation. Nothing like the threat of a fatal knife wound to get me motivated to learn the technique. I wonder how many times I have "died' in that class.
I named this blog entry because apparently one of the drills is to practice 7000 hits with the sticks. The "of death" add on (my idea) just makes me laugh.
Sidenote: I also got some laughs like this:
Me: Wow this looks tough! (watching a technique) This must be advanced.
Instructor: Advanced? This is whitebelt. (Laughter) Advanced for whitebelt I guess
Others : (Laughter)
Story of my life
-Rab
Apparently there are 7 attacks per stick angle and there are 7 counters to those attacks and there x amount of counters to the counters. Classic. I was lucky if I could manage to remember 3 of the 7 attacks we learned. I cheated a little I guess because I kept doing attack one and six over and over because they were easy to remember.
It is a fun class and I wish it was held more than one hour a week. I feel like I'm barely scrapped the surface. It is funny because I seem to do better under pressure when the instructor makes it seem like a life or death situation. Nothing like the threat of a fatal knife wound to get me motivated to learn the technique. I wonder how many times I have "died' in that class.
I named this blog entry because apparently one of the drills is to practice 7000 hits with the sticks. The "of death" add on (my idea) just makes me laugh.
Sidenote: I also got some laughs like this:
Me: Wow this looks tough! (watching a technique) This must be advanced.
Instructor: Advanced? This is whitebelt. (Laughter) Advanced for whitebelt I guess
Others : (Laughter)
Story of my life
-Rab
We Won! We Won!
Okay as a favour to a "friend" who loves the Bengals (wink,wink) I promised to give a play by play of the curling game on Monday. (Sidenote: I wish I would have updated this sooner. The game details are starting to get fuzzy. Here is the play by play:
End 1: We lost the toss and other team has hammer to start. We score 5 in the first round (5-0)
End 2: Opposing team scores 1 (5-1)
End 3: Our team scores 4 (9-1)
End 4 Opposing team scores 2 (9-3)
End 5 Our team scores 4 (12-3)
End 6 We finished the end and shook hands.
It helped that we had a substitution player that is really good and made all his shots. And I felt good going in and made say 70 percent of my shots. Overall a good game. Sorry I couldn't get into more details of each round. (My friend wanted a full play by play)
My friend can read this and edit it as necessary if he needs to. Hopefully our hot streak continues. Kaboom!
We are blowing up!
-Rab
End 1: We lost the toss and other team has hammer to start. We score 5 in the first round (5-0)
End 2: Opposing team scores 1 (5-1)
End 3: Our team scores 4 (9-1)
End 4 Opposing team scores 2 (9-3)
End 5 Our team scores 4 (12-3)
End 6 We finished the end and shook hands.
It helped that we had a substitution player that is really good and made all his shots. And I felt good going in and made say 70 percent of my shots. Overall a good game. Sorry I couldn't get into more details of each round. (My friend wanted a full play by play)
My friend can read this and edit it as necessary if he needs to. Hopefully our hot streak continues. Kaboom!
We are blowing up!
-Rab
Monday, February 7, 2011
More Website Mayhem!
Okay so today I stumbled across a cool website while browsing the postcrossing website. Here it is:
http://myrealwall.blogspot.com/
Basically a guy decided to have a "wall" of postcards and any letter people send him. He also takes a picture of the wall and blogs about it. I fired off a postcard today for him. His address is on his website.
So cross your fingers and maybe in a month my postcard will become a part of his "wall". Here's where my patience has to come into play.
Sidenote: Here is a good spot where I can bury a story about me. ( A little embarrassing) I went to the local comic book shop to play in a magic card tournament on the weekend. Well when I got there to play the owner of the store looked at me like I was a fish out of water. It went like this:
Owner: (Surprised) Can I help you?
Me: I'm here for the tournament. Is there one tonight?
Owner: We are waiting for two more people and then we get started.
Me: Okay. (I browsed around the store. The store had about ten people sitting down playing cards and talking.)
(Two minutes later)
Owner: There is no game tonight. Sorry (acting suspicious)
Me: Okay. (I left)
So I don't know whats worse between the following:
1) getting rejected by comic book/gaming nerds
2) magic cards was my Sat night option
3) or that I care enough to actually blog about it
Zing to myself!
Add-on: I was telling this story and someone was comparing it to losing a friend in life and being true to myself. LOL. I don't care what the local comic book guy thinks about me. End of transaction with him.
-Rab
http://myrealwall.blogspot.com/
Basically a guy decided to have a "wall" of postcards and any letter people send him. He also takes a picture of the wall and blogs about it. I fired off a postcard today for him. His address is on his website.
So cross your fingers and maybe in a month my postcard will become a part of his "wall". Here's where my patience has to come into play.
Sidenote: Here is a good spot where I can bury a story about me. ( A little embarrassing) I went to the local comic book shop to play in a magic card tournament on the weekend. Well when I got there to play the owner of the store looked at me like I was a fish out of water. It went like this:
Owner: (Surprised) Can I help you?
Me: I'm here for the tournament. Is there one tonight?
Owner: We are waiting for two more people and then we get started.
Me: Okay. (I browsed around the store. The store had about ten people sitting down playing cards and talking.)
(Two minutes later)
Owner: There is no game tonight. Sorry (acting suspicious)
Me: Okay. (I left)
So I don't know whats worse between the following:
1) getting rejected by comic book/gaming nerds
2) magic cards was my Sat night option
3) or that I care enough to actually blog about it
Zing to myself!
Add-on: I was telling this story and someone was comparing it to losing a friend in life and being true to myself. LOL. I don't care what the local comic book guy thinks about me. End of transaction with him.
-Rab
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