Shivering on the 49th Parallel
Wednesday, 20 February 2008
The first rule of Bartender Fight Club is - you do not talk about Fight Club. (Wronnnnng... get the word out! Advertising on Facebook is OK though) The second rule of Bartender Fight Club is - you DO NOT talk about Bartender Fight Club. See First Rule Third rule of Bartender Fight Club, someone yells Stop!, goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. Sounds like a pretty good rule to me... someone should have let that ref know about the third rule for Steve Chapman's fight. Fourth rule, only two guys to a fight. It's only fair... Fifth rule, one fight at a time, fellas. Try not to have too long of a gap between them though Sixth rule, no shirt, no shoes. Cups, mouthguards and shinguards are required though. Seventh rule, fights will go on as long as they have to. ...or three rounds, whichever comes first. And the eighth and final rule, if this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight. And fight they did. Holy shit did they ever fight.
Wednesday, 20 February 2008 20:17:21 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Sports#
Saturday, 26 January 2008
The light at the end of the tunnel may very well be an oncoming train. I've been back from Vancouver for about 10 days now and haven't had time to stop and breathe.
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Saturday, 17 November 2007

Tonight I finished Week 5 of the Couch to 5k program from Coolrunning.com. Week 5 was the first week to end with a sustained run, in this case two miles/twenty minutes without stopping. I've been apprehensive about it all week, and was almost to the point of dread and nervousness all afternoon leading up to the run tonight.

I walked over to the John A Cumber Primary school playing field and started the week five podcast, did a lap around the playing field to warm up and then started the two mile "clock" at the corner of Hell Rd and Town Hall Rd. I jogged along Town Hall Road to the fork and turned right and went up Northwest Point Road until I hit Watercourse Road (Crack Alley). I turned there and followed Watercourse back to Hell Rd and turned back up towards the school. I got to just about Club Inferno (get it? a bar in Hell called Club Inferno? no? well neither did anyone else and it's been closed for a few years now) and then walked it out from there back home.

When I got back to our carpark, I ended the workout and (not including the walk and the warm up) it came out to 2.52miles, 27 minutes, average pace of 11'09" and 330 calories burned. Once I got into the run, I started thinking ahead to finishing it, not 'oh my god I'm going to die' or 'my lungs are on FIRE!'. I planned to raise my arms up over my head and let out a big whoop when I hit two miles, but things didn't quite work out according to plan. :) Since I was running around 9:15-9:20 per mile and the podcast was timed to a 10 minute mile, my iPod clocked two miles about a minute before the podcast did, so I actually did 2.1 miles before cooling down.

By the time the podcast told me to slow it down to my brisk walking pace to cool down, I was so out of gas that I didn't have the energy to raise my arms! :) My legs were a little rubbery, and I kinda felt like puking a little. By the time I got home, stretched out and took off my shoes, my heart rate had returned to something resembling normalcy and I was able to have a little whoop!

That's the farthest I've ever run in my life.

I've also been watching what I eat lately, too. As I wrote earlier, six weeks ago when I started exercising again after the accident, I could feel my whole front: belly, moobs, everything sloshing around as I ran. Now things have tightened up a little, but I'm still clocking in at 174.5lbs and 24% body fat. I can't imagine what my stats were six weeks ago if I'm visibly skinnier now! Anyway, since tonight was a milestone (literally) I think I'm going to celebrate a little and break program and have some dessert. I'm undecided if it'll be a brownie a la mode at Legendz, or seeing if Decker's still has their almost-orgasmic chocolate fudge caramel pecan pie or maybe just pop a little further down towards town for a little gelato at Giancarlo's Antica Gelateria.

On a side note, I've had gelato all over the place, and by far the best gelato I had was at a little shop in Florence called GROM. Hands down the best gelato, ever. SECOND best gelato is a tie, between Antica Gelateria here in Cayman and Dolce Amore on Commercial Drive in Vancouver.

Tomorrow's a day of rest and then Monday I hit the road again for Week 6 of the Couch to 5k. Normally today would have been a day of rest too, but last Monday was a holiday, and I wasn't feeling well either so I switched to Tue-Thur-Sat this week. If I keep on-task, I should be hitting Week 9, which ends with the 5k/3m goal while I'm in Tampa for training, so I may repeat one week between now and then, considering i'll be on a treadmill in the hotel fitness center that week and aim for 5k before Christmas!

Saturday, 17 November 2007 16:59:23 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Sports#
Saturday, 10 November 2007

Unfortunately, I'm not talking about the g-d, f'in itchy caterpillar growing on my lip. That's only about 1/4 there.

I've been making steady progress on the Couch to 5K program. I finally passed week Two and started on Week Three last week. I was apprehensive about week three, which was: jog for 90 seconds, walk 90 seconds, jog three minutes and then walk three minutes and then repeat again.

I also had the benefit of a running coach that week. Shitbag's cousin was down for a visit, and he's an Army runner and a high school PE teacher. He was talking about something called "ultra marathons" which after looking up online, found another word for it: INSANITY!

After watching me run (he was pretty much running backwards watching my feet) he said that I pronate on my right foot and slightly supinate on my left foot(or maybe the other way around). Coincidentally, that matches up with the damage on each of my feet from the scooter accident back in August.

When we were done, he told me that I was being over-conservative and I could probably skip a rung on the program. I thought about it, but then when I looked at Week 4 and Week 5, I thought better of it. :) He showed me a few more stretches for before and after to add to what I was already doing and more importantly some other exercises to do to help re-strengthen my feet and straighten out my gait.

By the end of Week three, I was nailing the run... Week three actually seemed easier than Week two.. Week three was shorter than the other weeks, clocking in at 26 minutes and only 260-270 kcals. Week four was another story.

I did the first run last Monday and it kicked.my.ass. 32 minutes, 2.75 miles and 362 kcals. I was a wreck. Wheezing, panting and staggering home at the end of the cool down run, I made sure and stretched for a good 15 minutes before doing anything else. I went out and did it again on Wednesday before heading to Copper Falls for dinner and then did it again last night to finish off Week four. I didn't even puke, although I sure felt like it Monday night!

Week five is going to make week four look like a cakewalk. Five minutes jog, three minutes walk, five minutes jog, three minutes walk and five minutes jog again for Monday. Eight minutes on, five off, eight minutes on for Wednesday and then Friday... twenty minutes/two miles straight through. Gulp.

Each week after five is straight through runs, each getting a little longer than the previous until the end of week eight where it's three miles/thirty minutes straight through.

I've never been much of a runner, and I hated PE class with a vengeance in high school, in part because of sadistic, asshole teachers. If I had even one PE teacher like Chuck (and a little less attitude when I was a teenager) I'm sure I would have taken to running earlier. I'm aiming to hit the 5k mark before the end of the year and if I do, it will be the longest I've ever run, alligators and cannibals chasing me included.

Saturday, 10 November 2007 11:04:59 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Sports#
Monday, 15 October 2007

Tonight, finally, I started week 2 of Couch to 5K.

After a few starts and stops, and taking six weeks off exercise because I got hit by a car, I finally finished week one. I actually finished it two Fridays ago, but last Monday when I started off, there was a technical difficulty... the podcast was corrupt and every time it got to 1:34, it would start over again. I started and stopped twice before deciding to fall back to week one, so at least I got SOME exercise in.

Wednesday I worked late but went for a run, in a thunderstorm, at 9:00 anyway when I got home. Friday I was home before it got dark out and finished off Week One of the Couch to 5K. I re-downloaded all the weeks as MP3s and imported them into iTunes and made up my own playlists.

Week two is about the same time and the same distance as week one but the intervals are different. Instead of 60 seconds of jogging and 90 seconds of recovery for eight intervals, it's 90 seconds of jogging and two minutes of recovery for six intervals. 90 seconds instead of 60... no big whoop, it's only 30 seconds... yeah 90 seconds is 50% longer than 60 seconds! Assssss-kicking intervals! I made it through without stopping, without puking and (barely) without getting hit by a green geo tracker driven by an ignorant cocksucker who actually swerved over onto the side of the road toward me.

One thing I noticed this week was that the ledge of fat that I used to feel sliding up and down over my front doesn't slide around any more, so that's positive. If I had a scale, I'd weigh myself and see if I've lost two or three pounds, but I don't so instead I'll just tell everyone I lost ten :D

Monday, 15 October 2007 16:24:13 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Sports#
Monday, 03 September 2007

I haven't done any exercise since the accident. The first week I spent in bed, and then the second week, after limping home from work I'd pretty much lay in bed also. It's been a month now, and my feet still hurt, my right knee clunks around in the socket and my left shoulder is still pretty sore. There's no bruising anymore, but I don't have full range of motion in my shoulder. Friday night my neck started hurting and then Sunday morning I was walking to my Jeep to go to Vespa Church (I still go even though I don't have a scooter) and I got a spasm in my back that just about floored me. It's still kinda there now, but not as terrible as it was Sunday.

I vowed to go to the gym tonight, see if I could get some time on the elliptical trainer and see how that worked with my knee and feet. Instead, I ended up working late... again. I got home and put on my "new" trainers, grabbed my iPod and went for a walk. I went down the street to the West Bay sports field and walked some laps around the soccer field until the pedometer said .8 miles. By the time I got home it was 1.08 miles and my left foot was hurting pretty bad. I made some dinner and got some cold packs for my foot and put it up. I'll see how it feels tomorrow and then see if I can do it again on Wednesday.

At this rate, perhaps I can start running (week one here I come!) next week or the week after.

Monday, 03 September 2007 17:47:03 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [1] | Sports#
Monday, 06 August 2007
Yeah, so I won't be running again anytime soon. I have to walk again first. I'm kinda pissed because I was finally going to move on to week 2 starting today! I'll have to start over again with week 1 once I have more mobility back.

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Sunday, 01 July 2007
I've fallen off the wagon for the past four or five months. I was doing Pilates a few times a week but I started skipping it and before I knew it, I had a new routine: not exercising. I've been looking for something new to do and I always hated running. I thought I would give it a try, see if I could make myself like it.
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Thursday, 07 June 2007

So the Ducks won the Stanley cup last night. Whoopty doo. I think this was the first Stanley Cup finals where I was actively rooting AGAINST BOTH teams. I really didn't care who won, I cheered every goal, every check and boo'd every bad call. If it had been anyone other than a Warm-weather or California team, I would have cheered for the West, if it was anyone other than Ottawa, I would have cheered for the East. I just.didn't.care.

Apparently I'm not the only one, as Legendz was pretty dead last night. Clay and Kendi were sitting on either side of me, G-Love showed up about halfway through the game, there were a few guys at the end of the bar watching and maybe a half-dozen people at the other bar. It was no busier than any other Wednesday night in the restaurant. Compare that scene with this one which was the World Cup of Hockey or the Olympics where you literally couldn't move in the whole restaurant AND bar. Allie, the manager was saying that it was a lot less busy than they expected, and pretty much as soon as Vancouver and Calgary were knocked out, their revenues went into the toilet.

I'm happy for Scott Neidermayer, getting to lift the cup and pass it to his brother, I'm happy that Pronger gets a ring after gtting so close in Edmonton last year and then having to move because his wife is a screechy bitch (although I can't really blame her for wanting to get out of Edmonton winters) and I'm happy for Brian Burke because he's always been a good GM in Vancouver and for Team Canada and never got any satisfaction in the NHL Playoffs (because Vancouver are historic chokers).

Ottawa? I really don't care. They've been shit-hot the last few years, with Alfredsson, Heatly and Spezza as their top line, but they always seem to get bounced in the conference finals. This year they went up against another team that always chokes in the conference finals--Buffalo so it was a coin toss and Ottawa won.

ANY OTHER TEAM and I would have cheered for them. At least there's only three months til training camp opens :)

Thursday, 07 June 2007 06:04:16 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Sports | Hockey#
Wednesday, 16 August 2006

I can sit all day and talk hockey. Less so with football (NFL or CFL... how many teams are left in the CFL anyway? 4 or 5? not much of a league if you ask me). I watch the last couple weeks of NFL playoffs and the Super Bowl, I watch the World Series, I'll watch the NBA finals but can't possibly follow a whole season (especially baseball). I even watched the NCAA basketball tournament this year (and won the pool!) and sort of keep track of who's beating who for the last five or six years. Then there's soccer/football. Down here with the British influence, Premiership coverage in the sports pages are fairly prevalent (as are cricket and rugby) so it's always there on my back burner

This year of course was a World Cup year, and in 2004 before the hurricane I was following the Euro because it was a championship. (see above) This weekend are the first matches of the Premiership over in the UK. I'm just saying, now, before the season starts, that I'm putting my support behind Tottenham. Say what you want, that's where my support is going. This just could be "their year" (of course as a Canucks fan, I've been saying THAT since I grew my first pube) and if I'm right, then next year everybody will be wearing Spurs jerseys and saying that they've been fans all along...

Speaking of soccer, what's up with the Vancouver Whitecaps?? I remember going to their games at Empire Stadium when I was a kid, and then they played some games at BC Place in the mid-80s but then they (and the whole NASL) just sort of faded away. Now they're back, they're trying to build a new stadium, and who's the manager of the team, the guy pulling all the strings and greasing all the skids? None other than Bobby fucking Lenarduzzi! My first thought was "well no doubt, who else would?" but the second was "You GO, boy!"

Just a couple months ago I was saying to someone that I was getting "sports'd out" with Stanley Cup, NBA finals AND the World Cup going on all at once, but I think that was just a warm-up. NFL is in preseason, NHL training camp starts soon, World Series is coming up and the EPL starts this weekend, too.

On a somewhat related note, I downloaded and tried out Sage TV V5 the other day and it's stunningly gorgeous. The only problem was that it didn't recognize my TV Tuner, the AverMedia UltraTV USB300 so it made the whole exercise pointless. What with weird channels and weird times, I may have to upgrade to a PCI dual-tuner card and time-shift games to catch them all... or just spend more time in Legendz than I already do.

Wednesday, 16 August 2006 07:39:10 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Links | Sports | Hockey | Soccer | Tech#
Monday, 10 July 2006
FORZA ITALIA! OK now that that's out of the way...
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Wednesday, 24 May 2006

I had to attend a meeting at one of the local hotels after work today, and fortunately they had some "refreshments" afterwards which put a positive spin on an otherwise useless two hours of listening to people drone on in Dilbert Management-speak.

I chose to leave at just the right time though, as we came down the stairs from the mezzanine to the lobby, I saw someone who looked vaguely familiar. We fell into step ahead of them, and as I reached the door, I turned and looked over my shoulder, and sure enough, it was The Nature Boy, Ric Flair himself. He was with his family, and they were headed across the road for dinner, so I didn't bother him or yell WOOOOO in his face or anything because hey, if I'm on vacation, the last thing I want to do is have someone call me up and say "My computer won't work..."

If I see him around again though, and he isn't eating or talking to someone, I might say hi and ask politely if I could take a picture with him :)

 

Update: I was out by the airport today and the WWE corporate jet is out there, so it wasn't just a lookalike, it was the stylin' and profilin' nature boy himself :)

Wednesday, 24 May 2006 17:17:34 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Sports#
Saturday, 01 April 2006
When it comes to sports, I usually follow Hockey throughout the season, and that's about it. Football? Yeah I'll watch it if im bellied up to the bar on a Sunday, but I don't usually pay attention unless it's the Super Bowl or the Grey Cup. Soccer? I'll catch the scores, and watch the Euro, or the World Cup tournaments. Baseball? Baseball takes too long. It's a sport that was designed for highlights, just like golf. Basketball is a weird one, though. I don't normally watch basketball, especially NCAA basketball, until it gets down to the Final Four.
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Monday, 01 August 2005

Last week our football team (soccer) won our first game... because the other team didnt have eleven starters show up so they had to forfeit.

This week our opponents actually showed up. I showed up early and taped my ankle (not bad considering Im a rookie) and then stretched and ran around a bit to warm up. We got into a circle and were just kicking the ball around, and I hurt my right (kicking) leg. The muscle on the inside of the top of the thigh. It wasn't a showstopper, but it didn't feel good every time I swung my leg, whether it was a pass or a shot.

We came out strong, we put three shots on goal in the first ten minutes, and pressured hard and got a couple more shots that were wide, but close. I subbed in around the 15 minute mark (we play 35 min halves) and within two minutes, both my legs were on fire. It was strange because I think we played harder last week when we just scrimmaged, and I had JUST gotten out there, too. I came out around the 30 min mark, just before halftime and we just kinda fell apart. We had a strong D, but we lost control of midfield. They got a goal on us, and it was 1-0 at halftime.

We started off strong again in the second half, pressured their goalie a bit, but they took over midfield again and got in close. There was a high bouncing ball and in his attempt to clear it, one of our defenders hit it funny, it bounced funny and went into his own net. Oops, 2-0. Shortly after that there was a bad call. The ball came up, hit one of their players hands, bounced and hit one of our players hands. They called it a handball against us, and as he was inside the penalty area, the ref awarded them a penalty kick. They scored on that and it was 3-0, and that's how it ended.

I don't know what happened to my legs, my quads stiffened right up like little steel bridge cables. I tried massaging them and stretching them, but it didn't really help. I kept moving though, walking, stretching, massaging.. I thought maybe I was dehydrated, but I had been drinking watered down PowerAde for the last two hours. I went back in for another shift in the second half, and stayed out til the end of the game, not that I could have done anything about the score :)

I played soccer when I was a kid, five or six seasons until I was about 12 or 13. That's 20 years ago for those who are counting. Some of the guys on a team play every weekend and have for their entire adult lives. On paper, there really isnt any team that can beat us, but since we had never played together, and aside from the little scrimmage we had last weekend none of us had ever practiced together, either.

I'm not claiming to be a supastar or anything, but hey, tell me what you want me to do and I'll go out there and do it, even if it means driving home in 3rd gear the whole way so I wouldnt have to lift my left leg onto the clutch! I got home and struggled up the stairs and collapsed on my bed for a bit. The drive home and the sitting around didn't help my legs at all. When I tried to stretch, holy cow did it hurt. Eventually I was able to stand and get into the shower. I had a headache as well, so I took two extra strength Advil and then went to forage for dinner.

McCoy's was closed, I guess they're closed on Sunday nights, I'll keep that in mind for the future, so we fell back to Canton, and I had some comfort food (mmmm Honey Garlic Chicken) and then went for a stagger down the sidewalk to Haagen Dasz. Once we got home, I fired the Magic Bags into the micro and then went to bed with a hotpack on each of my legs. Damn if that Advil didn't bring about a 200% improvement (bringing me to about 60% mobility) and then fell asleep with the hotpacks on.

Today wasn't too bad, all things considered. My feet were sore today, in places I had never had sore feet before, and my left buttcheek is a bit sore, but so long as I got up and moved around a bit every thirty minutes, it was OK.

Monday, 01 August 2005 15:08:51 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [2] | Cayman | Sports#
Monday, 25 July 2005

Notice I didn't say OLD, but oldER. I went out for the company soccer team yesterday. I used to play when I was a kid, and it sounded like fun, so away I went.

We had a team meeting/practice on Wednesday, but we couldnt actually do anything because the field was in use by the Banker's league and the National Team also uses that pitch to practice on as well. Sunday was our first league game, against Environmental Health. Their whole team is young fit garbagemen and stuff, and they have a reputation for playing dirty and apparently a year or two ago, in their match against the Royal Cayman Islands Fire Service, a brawl broke out around the 15 minute mark of the first half and the whole game had to be scrapped.

Nice team to play against first! Anyway, we all showed up on Sunday afternoon, got our jerseys and stuff and started warming up. 5:15 came and they only had five or six guys show up, so they had to forfeit the game. That makes us one-and-oh! :) We decided to stick around and play a scrimmage anyway, just to get some practice in, and get a chance to see how we played together and that sorta thing.

Running around in 87°F weather, in the sun really beat the crap out of me. The only saving grace was that I've been doing a lot of cardio at the gym the past few months, so it wasn't TOO bad. I ended up twisting both my ankles. I didn't twist them very bad.. nothing I couldn't walk off in a min or two. Only my left ankle was still a bit sore by the time I got home last night, so I iced it down and today I went to Sports Supply to pick up some tape so I can tape it up before the next practice and game.

While I was there, I looked at their soccer stuff. I was thinking of getting a pair of shorts and a shirt to practice in, because my gym shorts and t-shirt that I wore to scrimmage in on Sunday were horribly hot, sticky and uncomfortable. I noticed that 80% of their entire stock was England-branded jerseys, shirts, tanks and shorts. THey also had a couple Ireland jerseys and, bafflingly, a bunch of Sweden jerseys? No Brasil, no Argentina, no Italy, Germany, France, or last years Euro champions, Greece. Fair enough, the majority of football fans down here are probably English, but what's up with the Sweden jerseys?

Our next match is next Sunday against the Monetary Authority, who will probably show up and we'll get a test of our team for real this time.

Monday, 25 July 2005 11:32:53 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Cayman | Sports#
Friday, 10 June 2005

So they caved. The NHL and NHLPA agreed on a salary cap and now just have to work out all the other little details: free agency, blah blah blah and make an announcement in the next 30 days or so that it's all over and done and we'll have hockey this fall.

There's probably lots of commentary flying around about who was the big winner and who was the big loser, etc, but in all honesty, the winners are the fans, and both sides are big losers. How much money did they throw away to cave at the end anyway???

 

Friday, 10 June 2005 12:43:51 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Sports | Hockey#
Tuesday, 31 August 2004
Canada vs USA World Cup Hockey 2004 at Legendz Sports Bar in Grand Cayman
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Sunday, 04 July 2004

Greece is the Euro 2004 champion? Did I hear that right? I think I heard/read somewhere that Greece had never won an international match before this year... and they take the Euro 2004 cup. Shocking.

Speaking of Shocker, suck it Moniz!

Apparently at the beginning of the tournament, betting houses were offering 80:1 odds on Greece taking the cup.

Sunday, 04 July 2004 13:04:54 (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) | Comments [0] | Sports | Soccer#
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