Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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Friday, December 12, 2008
Greetings Canadian athletes,
Are you a passionate athlete who draws inspiration from Terry Fox’s Marathon of Hope?
At CBC Television, we are presently creating a program which would illustrate in detail what Terry accomplished in 1980. The event will reacquaint new and existing generations with Terry’s example of athleticism, determination and self-sacrifice.
A team of twelve runners will start the marathon in St. John’s, NFLD on April 12th. Each participant will attempt to run 3,339 miles in 143 days - matching Terry’s daily mileage - arriving in Thunder Bay, ON on Labour Day weekend. Our camera crews will document the journey from the first day of training through to the end of the run, providing viewers with updates on the participants and their fundraising efforts.
Our first episode, to air in April on CBC, will see the introduction of the participants and the stakes set for the run. Terry’s enduring and building legacy will be highlighted. We are working in conjunction with the Terry Fox Foundation, who in the past have declined proposals where the intent is to symbolically or literally finish the Marathon of Hope. This concept does not infringe on that wish.
If you are interested in participating in, or supporting, this initiative — we want to hear from you. We welcome any questions at any time along the way.
An ideal candidate would possess the following:
1) They have been inspired by Terry’s story and have a history of supporting Terry’s vision and principles
2) They have the ability and willingness to fundraise
3) They believe and offer evidence that they are capable of physically attempting the run
4) They are willing and able to put aside work/other commitments for 4 and a half months to document their personal journey.
Do you have what it takes to go the distance?
If you would like to participate as a runner in this historic event, please reply to email@example.com, sending us your contact information and telling us why you are the ideal candidate for the show.
In addition, we ask that you please create a 3-5 minute video so we can see you in action. Your video should include: Your name, age, hometown and why you want to be a participant in the Marathon of Hope 2009.
Please upload your video to YouTube.
Need extra help uploading your video?
Deadline for applications:
January 8, 2008
Please notify us immediately by sending the URL when you’ve uploaded your video.
We look forward to hearing from you!
Michelle & Lara,
Marathon of Hope 2009
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Buying a new laptop is an emotionally harrowing experience. Never mind the expense, there's also the research, which requires reading a lot of eye-glazing stuff about new software developments, external hard drives and DOS RAM thingies. And finally, there is the matter of change, something I avoid at all costs, particularly where technology is concerned.
Despite my aversion to progress, my laptop is the only constant in my life. In the whir of travel, work and social drama since my university days, my laptops have been loyal companions - a stalwart series of Tinkerbells to my Paris Hilton.
While I used to forbid laptops in the boudoir, this rule has softened. Where else am I going to jot down a dream or check e-mail if insomnia strikes? Like Tracy Ullman's impression of blog queen Arianna Huffington, I am a woman irrationally attached to technology. I may not kiss my laptop goodnight, but I often fall asleep with it warming my belly like an hyper-intelligent hot water bottle.
Looking back, I count the chapters of my adult life not by relationships or jobs but by microchipped companions. There was the orange clam-shaped iBook on which I began my career writing nightclub listings and résumé cover letters. Then, a brief, ill-fated affair with a buggy Sony VAIO, which I never forgave for eating a 3,000-word essay while we were on assignment in Bosnia (I had to retype the whole thing from memory in half an hour). And of course, my most recent love: a 12-inch Mac workhorse in old-school white. My laptop holds not only the contents of my recent working life (one and a half novels, several dozen drafts of a pilot script, countless furious e-mails I didn't send), it is also as physically close to me as any object I own - its keyboard literally soiled with the grease of my toiling.
No single person is there for me like my laptop - ready and eager to flip open and hum to life when I want to check my e-mail or dash off an idea. Who else would I carry through customs in a dozen different countries, even insist come with me on holiday?
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Saturday, November 01, 2008
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Saturday, October 18, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
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Tuesday, September 02, 2008
Hurried for time due to our chance at winning a new home in the PNE draw tonight, Sonja and I quickly completed our Turbulence Training workouts. It was good because we have wanted to see how quickly the workouts could be done, but never had incentive to rush until this evening.
Monday, September 01, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
2% grade for 22 minutes, with the least amount of pain thus far. I wanted to step up the pace to faster than the 4:23 min/km I was going, but held off, keeping in mind that I am not building fitness at this time, but rather I am trying to get my foot used to running again.
I also completed Workout A from The Original Turbulence Training program by Bally. I am kind of getting back into the idea of working out, but more so because it is not the traditional Chest and Back program that I knew in university. The workouts are dynamic and quick, full body movements that mirror many traditional sport movements, especially running (I guess you don't do many Chin Ups in the middle of a 25k trail run, but the core strength should keep me more upright). I will continue to detail my workouts as well as my running and see how Turbulence Training benefits me throughout the fall and winter. If you are interested at all in it, please drop me a line or follow the links.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
I started conservatively, but slowly turned up the speed, topping out at 8 min/mile this time. My running felt relatively smooth and fluid, surprising for the amount of time that I have not been actually running. I think that the combination of the strength training and the swimming have been quite beneficial, but having said that, it is only 10 minutes on a treadmill. The real test will come when I get back outside and back with VFAC.
Last night Sonja and I rode our bikes at Lower Seymour Conservation Reserve, enjoying the fleeting summer evenings. Tomorrow is a quick trip to the Island to see off some good friends and welcome another back.
Monday, August 25, 2008
That means that I will get the opportunity to continue with my cross training and RUNNING. Yes, you read it here first (although I am not sure where else you would read it), but I ran for 9 minutes on the treadmill on Saturday. It was not pain free, but the pain I felt would be better described as a dull bruise. It was a treadmill run, so the impact was greatly reduced, and I was running 10 minutes/mile, so it wasn't too speedy. But it was left-right-left, for more than 20 meters. Small victories, but important ones. For the past six weeks, my sanity has been saved by the wonderful strength programs given to me by Trevor and Craig Ballantyne. My enjoyment of their strength programs has motivated me to keep working the gym even after I can run. As I have mentioned before on here, if you want fantastic strength programs that are well-developed and research based, I would highly recommend both of these fine gentlemen. They are honest and extremely good at what they do. In fact, athletes that Trevor worked with, both currently and in the past, had top 6 finishes at the just-completed Beijing Olympics! Anyway, enough with the advertising.
I had another x-ray done on my foot on the weekend, so I will hear about my healing this week from my doctor and chiro. I am looking for their blessing to begin the return to running program as there are a number of Cross-Country races that I would like to do this fall. I am not going to rush back to training before I am ready, but I hope that I am ready.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I was in renewing my car insurance and when I mentioned to the agent helping me that I had just moved to Burnaby in the last year. My agent, of Chinese descent with perfect yet slightly accented english, asked me where I had lived before. I told him Victoria. He queried me further as to why I had lived there - "Education?" he asked - but I told him I that I had moved there to train at the National Triathlon Centre, but that I was only at the NTC for a couple of years and that was definitely a while ago now. Well, you can imagine where that went on the heels of your race. Smiles, talk about Beijing, and questions filled the air. He asked if I trained with you; "Well, training with and racing with are two very different things, but we did train together some of the time," I replied. His face lit up.
"Are you trying to go to the Olympics, too?"
I thought to myself, 'Dude, I am standing in front of you renewing my car insurance just having told you I moved AWAY from Victoria!', but said, "No, no, no. I just run now." He smiled and continued taking my money for another minute or so, leading me to believe that the exchange was over. During that time he and the other the employees had great things to say about your race, as did I. I signed my name about fifty times on thirty different pieces of paper. I had been lulled into a comfort when he dropped his final bomb. The flame that lit the wick was a co-worker reemerging from the back of the office.
"Hey, Steve! This guy is an Olympian!" my agent's finger firmly pointed toward my chest as he yelled across the office.
My head about exploded. What?!? Where, in the details of my life that I shared with him, did he determine that I had been to the Olympics? Steve's eyes lit up and my agent's smile grew ever wider; there was no doubt in his mind that what he said was the truth.
I returned the pointed finger, aimed at the my agent's heart, and with a smile said, "Hey Steve, this guy's a liar!"
We figured things out and I cleared the air and everyone continued to gush over your race. I left the ICBC office, much lighter in the waller and heavier in debt, but with a smile on my face. Riding coattails can be quite funny sometimes.