user name and password

was i born with a password?
an innate sense of secrecy and misconstruing, am i that complex? am i the garbled snow on a sideroad north of the Mazovian Plain, am i the grit of the blistering sun in the Atacama?
Could it be so simple? my name ---- ***********

untitled (#1) (envy? nahhhhh!!!)

Sunday in the city, cool, windless, with the welling of a feeling that time is like the sun's warmth... an ever-present lingering at some place, beyond the shade of museums, oak trees, and grey office buildings with grimy facades. Beyond the incessant rolls of a stoplight'd street, half-filled yet seemingly empty. And yet time is all that we know, how we define what has happened, will happen, or is in the 'plan' of happening... perhaps it is a process... or a race?
Yesterday I spent the day at the AC, did a spin, did a circuit, ran for an hour, and met one of my tri friends at the pool, she had raced a duathlon earlier in the day (and well she was only the first-place woman, about 15th overall) and there she was doing a little swim workout in the afternoon. How does she get the energy? The race was short yes, but still I'd probably have napped, and eaten, and napped again... I'd say she has a touch more grit than I do, perhaps it's metabolic destiny, or just will... and I say this not out of envy or spite but with a genuine feeling of amazement.
Time to focus and time to find that determination... cheers, MIKA

hurricanes and gloom?

some days do not deserve the ineptiness with which they arrive? today, everything which could possibly happen to screw up my work-day has; alas I am not one to whine so I will only say good-bye, time to go running and wait for Isabel's rain... salut - MIKA

guy_ulf

no it's not a story about a guy named ulf, or even sammy wilson --- but a long day on a short course with too many half-wedges and stupid dinky holes, too many missed putts... and perhaps more imperatively too many R&G's. Still it was great to get together with most of the gang of eight, drink too much and remember why we'll always be friends. And the best part is that I'm not that hungover and I was able to participate (aka ride my bike) this morning in the annual Terry Fox Run for cancer research...

And well, in regards to the previous post suggesting my golf game may improve via osmosis ---- it seems that none of my sister's touch around the greens rubbed off on me. I need to practice a bit more, okay a lot more, as I lose so many strokes the closer I get to the pin.... hyperbolic cheerios to all, Mika...

gal-f

so i took a mid-week holiday and caddied for my sister at a two-day tournament in toronto. the weather was perf! warm and sunny with a great breeze, however the golf was not quite so-brilliant... mainly because the course was very difficult (Bayview) and the greens were unbelievably fast and the pin placements treacherous. whoever set it up on that first day was a real masochist... and likes 6 hour rounds because everyone is trying to figure out "what the hell's going on" on the greens, or perhaps they just don't appreciate the different skills in women's golf.
not wanting to sound like I'm devaluing anything or anyone else in the tourney I can say that my mercurial souer didn't really get going until the back nine in the second round: par-par-birdie-birdie-birdie... some incredible putts that her caddy (aka ME) read marvellously, and she could've made a couple of more on the way in too!!!! But at least she survived a sudden yearning for the fence and someone's backyard (from a bunker no less -- SCULLY!), and held it together for a one under 35 and the best back nine of the 2nd day. Alas she finished about 24th overall out of 55 or so, but it was all great fun and so much better than being at a desk in a cubicle-d office, where I am right now counting the minutes until the weekend... cheers, MIKA.

p.s. teeing off at 10 tomorrow... maybe some of her sublimeness will help me.

running on...

Mes amis, if you're ever a little bored with your running and can't seem to get motivated for a workout I suggest trying something similar to the one we did last night with Kevin:

Long warm-up jog.
4x400 on 3 minutes (very controlled pace)
4x400 on 2 minutes (up tempo) 4 minutes rest
3x400 on 1:45 (hard) jog + 1 minute rest
3x400 on 1:30 (hard) maintain the pace through all three as there is very little rest.

Of course one must modify this depending on ones' running level etc, and it's best to do it with a group or at least one other person, but if no one is available then psych yourself up for it and reap the benefits of an amazing feeling once you are done.

stride on - mika