Maybe Yes. Maybe No.

Tuesday I was doing some seemingly benign barbell split squats and pulled an adductor muscle. There was a mild popping sensation in my groin coupled with the simultaneous thought (like a line from a cheesy movie), “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.” Actually, in that initial shining moment, my chief sensation was dread rather…

No exonerations

I recently wrote a post about the importance of finding strength for me as a means of self-definition and understanding, but there’s a part that I want to be clearer on because I think it really matters. With the gift of choosing your own path and standards for physical fitness comes an obligation to you,…

The Perfect Fit

“You can whack it all you like. It might eventually jam in there, but it’ll never really fit properly,” John opined wisely. We were attempting to coax a second-hand door onto the pre-existing frame of the greenhouse and he was right. It was a door designed for another purpose and while I could have made…

Quiet reflection: Eastern Canadians 2015

I was driving through the sunshine this morning, with The Beatles jangling optimistically and thinking about the weekend past. After each meet, I wait a day or two and then write myself up a review, noting what worked, what didn’t, how things went as planned and how the unexpected cropped up and how I dealt…

Confidence begets patience (a meandering stream of consciousness for a sunny Friday)

Look through the curve. When you ride a bike, you encounter curves all the time. You steer through those by looking ahead to where you want to go. Your bike and body will do what it takes to negotiate the curve if you give it direction. If you stare at the wheel, you’ll go off-course. Stare at the handlebars and you may lose the ability to adjust to bumps that crop up in front of you. Never lose sight of the end of the curve.