In the late 80s, I got into a bit of trouble with my parents over music. Now, my parents were fairly tolerant about music choices, so long as it was played at a reasonable volume. My parents accepted my punk rock music as easily as they accepted American folk. They even coped when I showed up at home with the remnants of a mohawk, a pierced ear, and tapes from the punk band of which I was a member.
Larry Norman was often called the father of Christian rock. Through his music, he reached a lot of people otherwise shunned by the church. He was, himself, shunned by those who believe any "rock" music is bad. Others frowned upon his appearance. After all, the "hippie" look wasn't widely accepted by the more conservative factions of the church.
I'm going to have to channel Nytro here, for a bit, and address the sheer evil of whoever created the single leg press exercise. An article in a recent edition of Triathlete magazine listed ten strength exercises every triathlete should include in their workouts. While the leg press is part of my normal routine, I had yet to perform it with individual legs.
Well, another crazy and busy weekend is over. The good news is that we had warmer temperatures and no snow. The bad news is that the good weather was wasted as far as training goes. It was still a good weekend, though.
Growing up, it was fairly common to see lots of people outside during an eclipse. As a student, there was usually the opportunity to get extra credit in everything from writing to math. Apparently, things have changed.
It's funny how sometimes the "silver lining" to things is just a matter of perspective. After six days fighting an upper respiratory infection, I have to consider myself the lucky one. While training has been curtailed and most of my excercise has come at the business end of a snow shovel, I can at least say I was the "survivor." Everyone else in the house went down harder.
During Iron Wil's Throughth3wall Challenge, one of my training runs turned into a fartlek. I generally run fartleks based on the music on my MP3 player, I refer to them as "musical fartleks." Referencing that in my training log earned one of Wil's weekly prizes. In my case, it was a set of Drymax socks.
The military is a lot like Ironman. First, everyone has a story. Second, lots of people have a difficult time understanding why anyone would sign up. Third, both the participant (servicemember) and their family share a great sense of pride in the journey being taken. And both require a great amount of determination, discipline, and support to ensure success.
I don't know if the Pol family is chanelling the Commodore clan, or just an ordinary victim of the bug that is floating around, but it looks to be a very hacky Valentine's Day. And no, the spelling is fine.
Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world? - Morpheus, The Matrix
Irony. An incongruity between the actual result of a sequence of events and the normal or expected results. Most often used in sentences of the "isn't it ironic that" variety.
Just who is this Iron Pol?
A former out of shape sailor, who became a marathoner, then a triathlete, Ironman, and ultramarathoner. Now, life has pushed me into short track speed skating. More important than the titles is the lifestyle, and sharing it with others.