Calvin's World

Skip a Latte for a Cause!

2012-01-20T17:09:00.001-08:00

I appreciate you taking the time to read this. I know there are many charity events asking for donations, so I understand if you prefer to donate elsewhere.

My Mother was recently diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer. I am so proud of how bravely she is facing her diagnosis and how she lives each day with hope and love. I envision a world where no one will ever have to go through what she is going through.

I am in training for a ride to raise money for the BC Cancer Agency that takes place in June. It is 240km of riding over two days, from here to Seattle.

Funds raised in The Ride to Conquer Cancer will support breakthrough research, exemplary teaching, and compassionate care made possible through BC Cancer Foundation, a leader in cancer research and care.

Why the Ride to Conquer Cancer? Mainly because I am a cyclist and I will be thinking about why I am training every time I get on my bike. Every ride, I will have in mind my Mom, others affected by cancer and the work done by BC Cancer Agency.

There is no such thing as a donation that is too small, so if you skip a latte and a treat and instead donate $5, that would be great. (larger donations are also welcome if you wish)

Follow this link if you would like to donate:

www.conquercancer.ca/goto/finishlinecoach

Thanks for your time,

Calvin

Note to Self:

2011-11-26T16:12:00.000-08:00

"Keep training when you can"

I am back to cycling and running (and soon swimming) after taking a long break from it. I have been pretty busy with family matters and thought a little time off would be okay. I eventually got to the place where I realized that exercise is a pretty important part of my life and I shouldn't let that slide, even if the rest of life has me busy. In fact, I think exercise is an important way for me to keep on top of all those other things, so I am back at it.

Next time life throws me a curve, I will have to remember that while some short breaks are okay, one shouldn't get too far off from their usual lifestyle, especially when it is a healthy and balanced lifestyle.

Sea Glass Lamp

2011-11-12T11:13:00.002-08:00

My wife has been collecting sea glass for a year or so. We go to specific beaches where the glass can be found and she spends hours sifting through sand and rocks to find all the good pieces.

Each piece looks similar to this:

By far the most abundant sea glass is white. Since we have a lot of it, I came up with the idea of making a lamp with some of the less rare pieces.

On a recent trip to Ikea, we found the GRÖNÖ table lamp in frosted glass that looked perfect for the project.

Step one was to glue the sea glass on. Weldbond is non-toxic and it does get on your hands, so that's what I used.

This was the most painstaking process.

After letting the glue dry for 24 hours, I used a sanded grout to fill in the space between the glass. I've had lots of experience tiling floors, so I used the techniques I learned there to apply and smooth the grout.

Here is the finished lamp:

Hawaii Can Wait

2011-11-09T16:55:00.000-08:00

For the past couple weeks, my wife and I were supposed to be in Hawaii. We normally go every year.

In the days leading up to the holiday, I wasn't feeling as jazzed about going as I usually am. I chalked that up to having mom on my mind and wanting to stay closer to home while she and her team make changes at home to make her comfortable.

Then I got really sick the day before we were to leave. A quick call and some fortunate refunds later, we were able to postpone our trip. So it has been a home-oliday, staying off the usual grid for the most part and having some needed time away from work. Day trips have been on the agenda. In the photo above, you can see how serene Sasamat Lake is at this time of year.

Living Life

2011-10-24T18:20:00.000-07:00

As I mentioned in a previous post, my Mom has been diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer. The last while since she first became sick has been difficult for Mom and her circle of family and friends.

Obviously, much of what is happening is private, but I thought that there must be many other people going through similar experiences and maybe it helps to know that we are not alone.

As a son, I am accustomed to traveling to Mom's house and fixing all the things on her "list" while I visit. Installing lights, repairing dryer vents, cleaning things and other minor household projects. It makes me feel really good when I can help out and make things easier. I really want to "fix" this lung cancer too, but I can't. I suppose that is what a lot of people in this position feel.

Life doesn't always teach you things when you want it to. We all read quotes on living life to the fullest and not wasting your days, but cancer in the family brings the reality of such statements to the front of your mind. I don't have anything poignant to say that will make this all better. All I know is that it really is true that none of us live forever and we don't ever know what the future will hold.

What remains is the kindness and love that we give each other. I will try my best not to waste time in my life with things that don't matter and give more time to things that do.

Gearing Up

2011-10-05T08:53:00.000-07:00

Here is a picture of "Coach Mom" during a break from my ride up Haleakala in Maui. She is giving me some pointers for completing the final miles :-)

My Mother was recently diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer. I am so proud of how bravely she is facing her diagnosis and how she lives each day with hope and love. I have been aware of how precious time with your loved ones is for many years. We have traveled together and had many visits. I have believed for a long time that as well as taking care of responsibilities like working, et cetera we should also embrace and enjoy all the world has to offer. This is especially true now. We are focused on living life, sometimes just one day at a time.

I envision a world where no one will ever have to go through what she is going through, a world free of cancer. I believe that cancer research will result in a cure, hopefully in my lifetime.

Support my ride with a donation here

Father/Son Camping

2011-08-01T08:45:00.000-07:00

The image you see here is me 23 years ago. It was taken by my Dad while we were on a camping trip to Manning Park. Just the two of us.

Recently, I took my oldest son on a trip to Manning Park. He is within a couple years of the same age as I was back then. Soon I plan to take my youngest son there too.

Manning Park, especially Lightning Lakes, is one of my favourite places in BC. I'm pleased to have so many fond memories of time spent there with my Mom and Dad.

And let's face it, my fashion choices, hairstyle, moustache and glasses were obviously ahead of their time.

Pandas After Earthquake

2011-05-19T11:57:00.000-07:00

Here is a link to some photos of the Panda rescue operation. They look happy to be rescued.

Good News for a Change

2011-05-14T21:51:00.000-07:00

What if the evening news had stories of people doing good things? There is enough focus on tragedy in the world. I wish I heard more good news.

Here's a story that illustrates what I mean:
Good Samaritan Rescues Elderly Man

The Pains of Being Pure at Heart on Letterman

2011-03-23T09:01:00.001-07:00

We saw these guys in Vancouver this past November at Media Club. Tiny venue and a lot of fun.

One Shot Per Day

2011-01-01T19:55:00.001-08:00

This year, I have decided to challenge myself to upload one image per day to Flickr.

Why? So that I will be more inclined to look for photo opportunities more often.

Also, it will challenge me to shoot even when I haven't got a great subject immediately available. I have a bad habit of waiting for shots that I think will be above average rather than just shooting.

I am hoping this will hone my technical skills and get me out enjoying my free time even more.

My Flickr Photostream

The River Road Sunken Boat

2010-12-03T19:17:00.000-08:00

I've been meaning to get a shot of this boat for a long time. Just after sunset, the light was good, the river fairly calm. I also like that the trees across the river have lost their leaves.

You can click on the image for a larger version.

Oxymoron of the Day

2010-11-13T10:17:00.000-08:00

"Objective opinion"

Connections

2010-08-05T08:21:00.000-07:00

I got connections! Not the kind that get you into nightclubs ahead of the line, but I'll take my connections any day.

I got thinking about my connections this week. Partly because I will soon be on vacation with one of my favorite connections, my wife Leanne. The other reason is that I'm not that comfortable flying. In my life, I have a strict "no freaking out" policy, so I tackle my fears head-on. I was also once afraid of water and became a triathlete partly to get over that. Now I LOVE the water, especially lakes.

Part of the deal with getting more comfortable on a plane is to find a sense of connectedness back on terra firma. This is something I learned from SOAR (which I highly recommend if you are at all fearful of flying). The best part is that I use this technique in other times in life. When I am racing triathlon or buried under a pile of work or whenever the stress level gets high, I focus on the people that really matter to me. My wife, my sons and my mom. I have mental pictures of my favorite times with all of them. This is what connects me back to reality.

After all, your loved ones are the reason you do most of what you do. The more time you spend "connected", the better. Even when you are miles away.

Avoiding and Escaping Rip Currents

2010-07-20T10:04:00.000-07:00

Avoiding and Escaping Rip Currents

from Mario Vittone's excellent site on water safety.

How to Suck at Facebook - The Oatmeal

2010-06-25T09:42:00.000-07:00

How to Suck at Facebook - The Oatmeal

Why I Am a Bird Brain

2010-04-12T16:55:00.000-07:00

I am known among my friends for a mental Rolodex full of facts of questionable usefulness. One of these areas of "expertise" is birds. I can assure you that I did not take up this hobby for the cool factor. It is a fairly geeky pastime after all.

Many years ago, my dad got into birding and I quickly realized that if I wanted to hang out with him, I'd better tag along on his many bird finding expeditions. At first, I was totally bored, but eventually we saw some cool-looking and often colorful birds that I didn't know were in my area.

Next I discovered that serious birders have serious equipment, so the gadget geek in me got all excited and dropped six grand on binoculars, spotting scope and camera equipment. I have never looked back.

Since my dad passed away a little over four years ago, birds hold an even more important place in life for me. I think he would be proud that I continue to carry the torch.

For you naysayers, this is a great hobby. Wherever I ride, run, swim or vacation, there are birds to see. My view of the world usually has wings in it.

Olympic Torch Relay

2010-02-09T15:14:00.001-08:00

See a slideshow here.

Mew at Venue in Vancouver

2009-12-11T23:38:00.000-08:00

Went to see Mew at Venue on Granville Street. It turns out I was NOT the oldest person there. The show was great with several of my favorites played.

Setlist
Introducing Palace Players
Circuitry Of The Wolf
Chinaberry Tree
Special
The Zookeeper’s Boy
Hawaii
Sometimes Life Isn’t Easy
Eight Flew Over, One Was Destroyed
Repeaterbeater
Beach
Am I Wry? No
156
Reprise
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Apocalypso
Saviours Of Jazz Ballet (Fear Me, December)
Bamse/Bear
Louise Louisa

Find out more about Mew here:
http://www.last.fm/music/Mew

I Has a Sad

2009-09-21T11:10:00.000-07:00

Whenever you feel down, commiserate with Lolcats.

The Finnish Line

2009-08-09T21:46:00.000-07:00

So I was out for a long run this Sunday and chose a route that went from Kits around Stanley Park, Canada Place and back to Kits. I didn't realize that the World Police and Fire Games also chose part of this route for their Half Marathon

Oops!

So I am running on a course that is still open to the public, trying to stay off to the side and cheering on the racers.

A woman who was spectating sees me coming and begins to cheer for me. I am wearing my "Finish Line Coaching" run shirt. I nearly peed my pants when the lady yelled, "Go Finland!"

2002 - My First Ironman

2009-07-21T14:15:00.000-07:00

Wow, I was digging through my old files and found my race report from my first Ironman in 2002:

It was Thursday, August 22nd, 2002 as Leanne and I pulled into Penticton after the drive up from Vancouver. Seeing all the bike racks on cars, wetsuit clad athletes in the lake and race packages in people’s hands made me feel a nervous knot in my stomach. We parked the car and I made my way to pick up my race package. I felt as though I was enlisting, and to a certain extent, I suppose I was. The coolest part was getting my wristband. I remembered how in previous years, I looked at people who were wearing their wristbands and thought, “Wow, they’re doing Ironman.”

Off to our stuck-in-the-seventies hotel, I proceeded to feel nervous for two days. I spent most of my time with Leanne and our friend Keith, who was as nervous as I was. We went over every detail of our assortment of race bags and checked every conceivable part on our bikes. Almost every friend that was also doing the race looked nervous; some looked downright strange. We all deal with butterflies differently. By the time Saturday night came around, I felt amazingly calm. There was nothing more I could do at that point, so I just relaxed and fell asleep. Before I nodded off, I wrote myself a note, “Drink 2 bottles of Gatorade before the start.” The last thing I wanted was to start off dehydrated.

Four in the morning is such a rude time to hear an alarm clock. The first thing I did was start in on bottle one of Gatorade and a bowl of cereal. By 5 o’clock, nature stops made, Leanne drove us to transition.

First came the body numbering, and then the drop off of the special needs bags, then the pumping of the tires. It looked pretty funny to see hundreds of people all pumping up their tires at the same time. I drank another Gatorade. After waiting in the obligatory line for the porta-potty, it was wetsuits on and time to go!

I lined up way over to the left to await the cannon blast that would start the race. When it did go off, I just waded into the water slowly and didn’t actually start swimming for a full minute. I tried to find feet to draft off of, but there was a lot of flailing going on so I just found an open spot and got comfortable. The swim felt really easy and I was having a lot of fun. I waved to the divers and thanked the volunteers in kayaks. I wasted a bit of time with this and stopping to sight and clear my goggles, but it was fun at the time. As I reached shore, I was ecstatic. Considering that I’d only been swimming for a year and a half, I was thrilled that I’d made it through the swim so easily and twenty minutes faster than I expected.

In transition, I took my time changing and then had another Gatorade before I pulled out my bike and headed out of transition. I stopped to take a picture of the crowd and they all cheered.

Pedaling up Main Street, I was buoyed by the screaming crowd. As I got out of town and along Skaha Lake, my stomach started doing strange things. It hurt, I was nauseous and everything I was drinking was stuck in my stomach and not going anywhere. I made the decision to sit up, slow down and keep sipping, hoping whatever was bugging me would go away. Unfortunately, other than a brief period in the middle of the bike course, the discomfort never did go away. Looking back now, I regret the amount and the timing of my “dehydration prevention” earlier in the day. I kept plodding along and my muscles felt okay, even on Richter pass, and I’m no hill specialist. Without getting into great detail, I was not getting near enough nutrition and hydration into my body, so I was becoming increasingly worried about finishing. I barely touched the food in my special needs bag. As I approached the Yellow Lake climb, I was met by a thunderstorm, complete with pelting cold rain and brutal headwinds. It was a lot more work to get up this section than any of the rest of the course. Leanne was soaked waiting for me at the top of Twin Lakes. She took one look at me and asked if I thought I was going to continue. I said, “I WILL finish”, trying to convince myself to keep going. I was supporting a charity and I didn’t want to let them down either but when I got to transition, I wondered if my day was over.

I went to the medical tent to explain my situation to the doctor. They checked me out and felt I was okay to continue, so I headed off on the run, determined to walk if necessary, and walk I did.

By now I was a lot warmer and in pretty good spirits. I met some other people reduced to walking and they were entertaining, so considering the tummy troubles, I was having a really good time. Jeff, one of my walking buddies, remarked how many people I knew coming back in. I explained that I was their bike coach, to which he replied, “You must be a really good coach, ‘cause they’re all beating you.” I probably should have felt insulted, but that really made me laugh. I saw my mom, dad and Leanne at the run turnaround. That was a definite spirit lifter. Apparently they had been cheering on the Yellow Lake hill, but in my delirium, I didn’t see them (Sorry!). Six and a half hours is a long walk, but it went by surprisingly fast. It was amazing how many people stay and cheer for people long after the sun goes down. Many of my tri-club buddies cheered me on when they could have been drinking beer back at their hotels. Thanks to you all!

I mustered a run down Lakeshore Drive for my big finish. Leanne was there; Keith and many other friends were there as I completed my longer than expected, but infinitely satisfying journey.

I am an Ironman!

Sucking in the Roadies

2009-06-29T15:00:00.000-07:00

I write this tongue-in-cheek since many of my good friends are road racers and I have shared many a ride with them. However, I have not and do not road race. I will do the odd time trial, but mostly I race triathlon. My roadie friends love to give the triathlete a hard time, since most of them would drown if thrown in a lake and couldn't run to catch the bus. There are a couple of exceptions, but for the most part, this is true.

I occasionally defend triathletes, trying to find a reason why some carry more bottles than a pack mule ever could. I also try to highlight the triathletes I know who are good bike handlers, but then I see some person with aerobars weaving along Marine Drive. We haven't got a hope.

Which brings me to the purpose of this post. The thought of being passed by a triathlete is more than most roadies can take. I can't think of a time when I passed someone with drop bars on my tri bike that they didn't attempt to pass me soon after.

Knowing this fact, I like to play "suck in the roadie." Case in point, a few of us are riding along and are steadily gaining on the two matching roadies up ahead. No doubt they were just noodling along after a dozen repeats up Cypress. Either way, we hung back for a bit to assess our plan of action. Finally, we decide it is time to pass to see if we can make them chase us down.

Now if you choose to play this game, remember you must pass with authority, so we did, keeping the speed about 15 km/h faster than we had been riding. Dig deep and hope they are trying to catch you. Sure enough, after riding the entire way out to Iona at breakneck speed, I look back and see that they are not too far back. As I ease up at the end of the road, they fly past me, no doubt thinking they'd won.

But since we were the one's who knew the rules of this game and the name of the game is "sucking in the roadies", I beg to differ, we most definitely won.

Strawberries

2009-06-13T15:43:00.000-07:00

Just got back from picking up some local strawberries. The fields are a couple kilometers from home. It is so much better in my mind to get fruit and vegetables from the local growers. Not to mention that these are delicious.

We also grow our own strawberries, but the crop is not substantial enough to feed my strawberry appetite.

W & A Farms

Life as a Bald Guy

2009-04-25T17:00:00.000-07:00

I've embarked upon an experiment. I'm testing out life as a bald guy; maybe because my brother is bald or maybe because one of my good friends is bald or maybe just because I can.

First of all, shaving your head takes awhile to do properly. Second, I have a really misshapen head (too much daredevil antics in my youth). Third, I've already hit my head without the hair "early warning system."

So far, so good.

Degrees of Music Separation - Part One

2009-03-16T12:16:00.000-07:00

I often discover new music by exploring side projects and previous work by my favorite musicians. In this first installment of Degrees of Music Separation, I start with:

Death Cab for Cutie - Check out Brothers on a Hotel Bed

whose lead singer is Ben Gibbard - Check out Such Great Heights (live in Chicago)

Ben Gibbard teamed up with Jimmy Tamborello of Dntel - Check out The Dream of Evan and Chan

Ben Gibbard and Jimmy Tamborello formed The Postal Service - Check out Such Great Heights

Such Great Heights was covered by Iron and Wine, also worth a listen

...and for something completely different, Ben Gibbard is engaged to Zooey Deschanel, who has a cool cabaret sort of voice in her duet with Leon Redbone, Baby, it's Cold Outside

Nadine Goes to the Beijing Olympics

2009-02-26T12:09:00.000-08:00

Summer 2008 brought the culmination of a long-time dream for Form Physiotherapy Co-Owner Nadine Plotnikoff. Due to her long-standing involvement with our National Wrestling Teams, she had the privilege of participating in the Beijing Olympics as their physiotherapist and a member of Team Canada’s Health Care Team. Here is her story:

The Games were a magical time. And so easy, it seemed. As any who watched on TV already knows, the village and venues were impressive. Almost every detail really seemed to have been anticipated and planned for by our Chinese hosts.

Our Canadian Health Care Team was a great mix of “newbies” and veterans and was a cohesive and fun bunch. I think we did our best for our athletes and we fulfilled the important Canadian tradition of hosting the Games-end medical party, attended by medical colleagues from several other Olympic delegations.

The Olympics were my fourth trip to China in the twelve months prior to the Olympics. I continued to find Beijing a fascinating combination of familiar (Starbucks) and different.

I have been part of the Wrestling Canada community since 2001, traveling regularly with their National Teams to international tournaments. When the time came to plan for Beijing, my name was put forward to the Canadian Olympic Committee by the wrestling team for consideration to Canada’s Health Care Team. It was an exciting day for me last February, when I received the official phone call inviting me onto the Health Care Team, with my assignment to be, of course, wrestling.

For this Olympics, Canada qualified wrestlers in all 4 womens’ and 5 of the 7 mens’ weight classes. Given that only 16 female and 20 male wrestlers qualify to compete in each weight class at the Olympics, qualifying that number of Canadian wrestlers truly was an impressive achievement in itself. This was a classy, hard-working group of Canadian athletes who represented our country well.

The Olympic Games are a culmination of many years of commitment and passion for these athletes, coaches, their families and communities. So much preparation and dreaming for a very small window of time. At an Olympics, the highs are incredibly high and the lows painfully low. I really respect each of our athletes for putting themselves out onto the world stage for all of us to see as they face the most important event of their careers. So few get to be Olympic champions, yet most still handle themselves with gratitude and humility.

I’m sure it’s no surprise, then, that my personal Games highlight was the thrilling performance of our Canadian womens’ wrestling team. They have always been such successful athletes and wonderful people, yet have flown somewhat “under the radar” of more known and traditional sports. Over the years, we have shared many goals, laughs and articles of clothing, as MY luggage is often lost by Air Canada on our trips.

Truthfully, the thrill of watching my friends become Olympic gold and bronze medalists, 30 minutes apart on their competition day, is difficult to give adequate description to. The competition was so exciting, heightened by the fact that our ladies helped lead Canada out of our “drought”. But for me, the most impacting part of that competition was seeing the desire and belief in oneselves that those athletes demonstrated on the wrestling mat that evening. Suffice to say, I think that day will always be a highlight in my life!

An unexpected highlight of the Games for me was participating in the Closing Ceremonies, crazy uniform and all. We were actually one of the best-dressed countries that evening! Really, we were! Exactly as it looks on TV, it is a special and powerful feeling of the world coming together at the Closing Ceremonies. To me, it felt like a celebration of all the journeys that brought each of us to Beijing.

The enthusiasm of the Chinese volunteers for us, even after 16 long days, was touching. Many were still saying, in their broken English, “Welcome to Beijing”! After the Ceremonies ended, they formed a long, long human tunnel of smiles, clapping and “thank you’s” through which we exited the stadium out to the waiting buses. I lingered as long as I could - it was difficult for me to leave that moment in time behind.

As Team Canada assembled itself prior to the Closing Ceremony, Marnie McBean had reminded us all that, regardless of result or role, we had all been part of an event that had brought a lot of inspiration and enjoyment to so many around the world. A fitting end to a very special time!

Lance Armstrong responds to being called the "cancer of the peloton"

2009-02-14T18:59:00.000-08:00

I Propose a Font Ban

2009-02-07T20:09:00.001-08:00

I hate some fonts. Today, I saw a sign outside a bike shop printed in "Mistral" font. Hideous and horribly dated.

Please make it go away.

Ben Hsu - Ride to Conquer Cancer

2009-01-30T14:53:00.000-08:00

My friend, Ben Hsu, is riding from Vancouver to Seattle to help fight cancer. Donate if you can here: Ben Hsu - Ride to Conquer Cancer1

Cycling Gone to the Dogs

2009-01-27T20:28:00.000-08:00

Japanese Sukiyaki Hot Pot

2009-01-24T10:57:00.000-08:00

We went to Posh in Richmond for the third time in the past two months. For $15 per person, you get to order as many ingredients as you wish (as long as you eat it all). Thinly sliced beef and pork and all sorts of vegetables that you cook yourself in a broth of water and sukiyaki sauce. Deee-licious!

Colliding Worlds

2009-01-20T08:52:00.001-08:00

I think there was a Seinfeld episode on this once. We all have our hobbies and vocations and usually the people we rub shoulders with in each of these are separate. Then, every once in awhile, you meet someone from your hobby group at work and it is then that your worlds collide. This once seemed traumatic to me. Do I want my friends to see the "work" me? Do I want my coworkers to see the "athlete" me? At some point I decided I didn't care. I enjoy my life immensely, so I don't mind if my worlds collide a bit. With that in mind, I've updated the links to my other sites. Click at your peril, since you are about to discover that this triathlon coach is a birdwatching scooter riding tree hugger who has his own view of the world (as it should be).

The Ruckus

2009-01-19T08:50:00.000-08:00

I have been the proud owner of a 2005 Honda Ruckus for over three years. In that time, I have been customizing, making it a little faster and shinier. Here is the before and after shots of how it has changed from stock.

Before:

After:

Brain Train

2009-01-16T11:57:00.000-08:00

I'm continuing to enjoy a book I purchased last year called "The Triathlete's Guide to Mental Training", by Jim Taylor & Terri Schneider

I like the book because it breaks down mental issues that hold us back in our chosen sport and then gives real-world advice to "train" your brain to overcome these issues. Top athletes aren't just stronger or faster physically, they are also strong mentally. I have my list of top three areas to improve upon and I'm tackling them one at a time. I've already seen positive effects. Give the book a read if you do triathlon and see if it helps you too.

Priorities

2009-01-12T22:18:00.000-08:00

Don't Die of Embarrassment

2009-01-11T12:39:00.000-08:00

After lung cancer, colorectal cancer is the second leading cause of cancer related deaths for men and women. Regular screening, beginning when they are 50, or earlier for people at higher risk, can detect the disease in its most treatable stages and may also prevent colorectal cancer by identifying pre-cancerous polyps for removal.

Screening for colorectal cancer information from Canadian Cancer Society.

Even though it is a bit embarrassing to talk about, I am at a higher risk with a family history, so I am having a colonoscopy this week. I'm talking about it so you will consider whether you need to be screened. Don't wait if you need to get this done. The life you save could be your own.

When You Care Enough to Click Send

2009-01-02T10:13:00.000-08:00

I got this from my friend Doug.

Going Nowhere

2009-01-01T22:40:00.000-08:00

Nothing like stuffing yourself and your bike between a car and a wall in a frigid garage to test your commitment to fitness.

I find exercise while traveling to be a challenge, so I'll take what I can get.

Phrase of the Day

2009-01-01T22:35:00.000-08:00

"non sequitur"

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Non_sequitur_(absurdism)