“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…
Category: Life
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…
Seasons
It’s fully autumn now. We walked the trails again this evening and you could smell the dampness of the leaves and that earthy scent of decay as the summer finishes easing its way into the past, making way for the full splendour of fall. “It smells like Odell Park did, in Fredericton,” I said to…
The art of picking things up has two parts
I wasn’t sure whether to write this or not, but ultimately decided to because this is a part of my journey and this blog is my travelogue, for better or worse. And if it helps someone else, so much the better. I’ve gotten better at picking things up over the past year. I’ve practiced and…
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.
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 