Huh. I just learned that my snowboard (Arbor: Cosa Nostra) shares the same name as the Sicilian Mafia by its members.
I will admit to my ignorance of it’s name when buying it – I didn’t know that. I mean, technically it means “our thing” so there’s that.
Maybe I can just carry it around and get some respect?
fuhgeddaboudit.
Yes – we’re still going to the gym. 4-5 times a week (2 on, 1 off). Tracking in Excel. It’s awesome – feeling really good and we’re keeping each other true.
Now my look-forward is winter … snowboarding. Last year I got the gear (after a long respite – you know, fatherhood) and felt pretty good. This year will be very different.
Can’t wait.
Took Gavin for the day – more to come.
It’s over in a few hours … but, MAN! I love October! NFL, College Football, NBA, MLB Baseball – even Hockey … All On. It’s incredible!
I am in my office and have 3 games on at once … Loving It.
Just had to say it …
So we went to Purgatory ski resort in Durango, CO for Spring Break this week. Just got back last night. The kids are exhausted, which is good.
The first time snowboarding for anyone can be brutal, and their experience was no different. Actually ended in tears for both. Seeing so many whoosh by on their board or on skis is deflating for the first-timer, as one has little context: you don’t realize or understand that those ‘whooshers’ have been up a few times. No one really masters the skill the first time. You spend most of your time getting up from falls.
That clarity came to point on this trip as, even though I hadn’t been on my board for about ten years(!), I only fell a couple of times. My pain was fairly limited to my ankles and knees only – and just a small amount. It’s the repeated falls and getting back up that really makes it painful in the end.
But I lost out on my equipment on the trip. My old Device boots (step-in snowboard boots) finally died. On my 4th run of the day, the back section of my left boot (which holds the bolt which locks into my bindings) ripped off of my boot. I was able to keep the front of my foot in the bindings and hobble my way down about 100 yards. Then, my right one ripped off! I was stuck but was fortunate enough to be near a lift and was able to take the ‘gondola of shame’ back down to the base.
The boots had some sentimental value to me – these were the boots (bindings, and board) that I purchased in Santa Fe years ago when I first started (and experienced the pain that Elyce and Gavin had this trip). What was funny was that at the start of the day, when we were getting dressed to hit the mountain, a kid came by and saw my board and said “whoah – retro! How awesome!”
After lunch with Tina and the kids and $40 later, I had a new set of boots and a board (rental) to finish out the day. But my boots stayed behind as we left Purgatory. But I’m keeping the board!
Watching Saturday Night college football. Saw this. Wow. COMPLETELY turned the momentum of the game. Ducks Win, 51-27.
I saw the below diagram online the other day, and found it interesting. Having lived out of the geography of a clearly defined ‘home team’ (New Mexico, Oregon) for the past twenty years (and being a huge football fan {more-so college, of late}), I have found it interesting to see in what teams the locals root for.
Please know that this is one of my new, all-time favorite pics …
If you missed this game, you missed one of the best games in history.
