1000 repeats today. I guess I'm getting better, which is pretty normal for a guy in his mid 20's.
Checking the blog, on
9/29/2005 3:42, 3:49, 3:49, 3:49, 3:34.
10/3/2005 3:41, 3:38, 3:38, 3:40, 3:30
9/20/2006 3:37, 3:25, 3:21, 3:20, 3:16, 3:16
exact same course, so unless they've added a newer more resillient bark chip, I guess I"m a bit faster than last year, and I did 6. Today's top runner went...3:40, 3:30, 3:20, 3:10, 3:03, 2:55, which is a much cleaner workout than mine (see the nice even knockdowns?) I think that he and the rest of the varsity guys could have run their easy ones faster, and gone for 3-5 second cut downs instead of 10 second. but a bunch of them blew up in the miles last week, so we deliberately held them back a little. they could make a huge improvement (not as likely for me, but i'll be out there). It's very misleading... this guy would go 2 minutes faster than me in a race... i'm sure.
I guess that somewhat faster pace explains the complaints from all of the banjo string like hamstrings... But no complaints, I was pretty maxed out, and the numbers, while generally not important, don't lie. so it was a good day...
The big question is, am i training for pride, ego, or vanity. Cause I don't have any races scheduled, except for a grudge match in december w/ one of the skiers with huge stakes... i guess i just want to be fit for life... fun to see improvement... but really, i'm training for...
a cliff bar. the big reward for winning a 5k in december.
yesterday, largely rest: got in some jugggling, a couple hours of guitar, probably 1/2 - 3/4 mile of unibiking (still can't free start), and i have yet to get a properly sized one... super fun. and biked the least in months: 6 miles... i caught a ride home from the open house... (At school to 8:30, i forgot my light).
Monday, 4.3 mile run, and 40 minutes of whacking around tennis balls.
academic highlights, the standing 'O' the 52 kids in government class give me, the fun of making 4 versions of a test for that class that were really just 2 versions that i scribbled '3' and '4' on a couple before making copies... the kids thought i took this no cheatin' thing seriously... the first class of the day is suprising bubbly in the A.M... But, I'm sort of tired w/ over 200 kids' names to learn, etc... kids are doing the work, reading, discussing, engaging... life is good.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Sunday, September 17, 2006
well hell...
idris is down... down...
so i might as well post my bs, non ultimate related shit...
hippo defeats rhino. i was invited to play. could i have contributed? hellifino? i did play ultimate today at 'bend league play' and i was on. but it's hard to say. i was exciteometereriffic. that is, every time i touched it, i threw a goal, caught a coal, or threw a turnover, in the goal.
is that good enough to put me on the 4th best team in the nw? well, my defense was, uh, horrific. that is to say, not at all. so could i have muscled up in the 'big game?' shit. i don't know. i'dve tried...
but i was throwing like a god, and i got a couple handblocks.
am i missing regionals? well, yeah, but, i mean? i think i have somethin to coach that weekeknd.
i had dinner w/ a former athlete's family (and a current athlete) and that was cool.
the new roller skis were SUHWEET. pretty amazing to do something scary. got in one hour of juggling. also, 25 miles of biking... and a mile of joggling for warmup...
highlight of the day? i got a 100 gig harddrive of music coming...
what's missing? i wish i'd been throwing every day for a month... note to self, note to others: i got A LOT better at throwing when i started coaching throwing...
so i might as well post my bs, non ultimate related shit...
hippo defeats rhino. i was invited to play. could i have contributed? hellifino? i did play ultimate today at 'bend league play' and i was on. but it's hard to say. i was exciteometereriffic. that is, every time i touched it, i threw a goal, caught a coal, or threw a turnover, in the goal.
is that good enough to put me on the 4th best team in the nw? well, my defense was, uh, horrific. that is to say, not at all. so could i have muscled up in the 'big game?' shit. i don't know. i'dve tried...
but i was throwing like a god, and i got a couple handblocks.
am i missing regionals? well, yeah, but, i mean? i think i have somethin to coach that weekeknd.
i had dinner w/ a former athlete's family (and a current athlete) and that was cool.
the new roller skis were SUHWEET. pretty amazing to do something scary. got in one hour of juggling. also, 25 miles of biking... and a mile of joggling for warmup...
highlight of the day? i got a 100 gig harddrive of music coming...
what's missing? i wish i'd been throwing every day for a month... note to self, note to others: i got A LOT better at throwing when i started coaching throwing...
Saturday, September 16, 2006
new toys...
not christmas... but payday is coming, and i demo'd some new roller skis. the aero V2.. i took them out for a demo today... just 25 minutes... mainly double poling (like, you don't do the skating motion, you just double pole. It's very specifically good). yes i wore dorky knee pads. yes, i took a mild spill on the rough road. i lived. we've had our first snow. 4-6 inches at 5000 feet. (i'm at 3500). winter is coming.
i also threw in a little unicycling, and some juggling. and 12 or so miles of biking around for commuting. messed around w/ the guitar for a couple hours. still awful. i also took a course in teaching me to be a better coach. here is what the 6 hours taught me. "kids, don't do drugs. coaches, don't date kids. hitting is discouraged." but i got a bunch of fruit and sandwiches out of the deal
but i think i probably could have guessed most of that information on the pretest.
I had to miss the students racing for this. While I'm never enthusiastic about 7 hours in a bus, I like to be there for the races.
I watched a good movie. District B13. I guess the best term is french kung fu. pretty sweet.
Tommorrow, i'll bike, do another, longer roller ski (i'll bike somewhere with the roller skis and use them on better pavement, and actually skate a little), and if the weather holds, i'll play ultimate. if the weather is iffy, i'll mountain bike instead. then, i have to return the roller skis.
Yesterday, biked just for commuting, and hit tennis balls for an hour. Oh, and taught and shit.
Thursday, kind of an adventure race/hash race for the team. I won, I guess. i'm undefeated in high school adventure racing for 3 years. It's kind of like Mitch Hedburg promising to kick ass in little league if he could play now. (note: Mitch Hedburg, is now dead, and cannot play now). So this one was for Mitch.
This week, 1000 repeats. I'll see if my new shoes the (i'm not making this up) nimbus 2001's are better than my adidas supernovas.
that's all.
i also threw in a little unicycling, and some juggling. and 12 or so miles of biking around for commuting. messed around w/ the guitar for a couple hours. still awful. i also took a course in teaching me to be a better coach. here is what the 6 hours taught me. "kids, don't do drugs. coaches, don't date kids. hitting is discouraged." but i got a bunch of fruit and sandwiches out of the deal
but i think i probably could have guessed most of that information on the pretest.
I had to miss the students racing for this. While I'm never enthusiastic about 7 hours in a bus, I like to be there for the races.
I watched a good movie. District B13. I guess the best term is french kung fu. pretty sweet.
Tommorrow, i'll bike, do another, longer roller ski (i'll bike somewhere with the roller skis and use them on better pavement, and actually skate a little), and if the weather holds, i'll play ultimate. if the weather is iffy, i'll mountain bike instead. then, i have to return the roller skis.
Yesterday, biked just for commuting, and hit tennis balls for an hour. Oh, and taught and shit.
Thursday, kind of an adventure race/hash race for the team. I won, I guess. i'm undefeated in high school adventure racing for 3 years. It's kind of like Mitch Hedburg promising to kick ass in little league if he could play now. (note: Mitch Hedburg, is now dead, and cannot play now). So this one was for Mitch.
This week, 1000 repeats. I'll see if my new shoes the (i'm not making this up) nimbus 2001's are better than my adidas supernovas.
that's all.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
miles
today was mile repeats.... i did 4, at 6, 5:55, 5:50, and the last, a cruiser, at 5:57. mile warmupu, and a true cool down...
i did 5 repeats last year, according to the blog. if i'd known that, i'd have cranked out another. last year, 6:18, :15, :15, :05, :10.
the last was fun. i roped in 3 of the varsity guys who had 'blown up' and were kind of cooked, and we worked on pace lining in the stiff upwind for about 600 yards... that was the 5:57. i think we could have gone (well, i could have gone) 6 seconds faster if the lead runners had pushed a little more... that is, one guy would lead for a few seconds, and drift off. if we had done it better, we could have cut a great deal of time off.
the draft was sweet, and it was a great object lesson in team work...
hopefully, it's a workout we get to repeat.
yesterday, 35 minutes, unicycled, guitar, juggled...
monday, 55 minute run...
sunday, 52 miles of biking (16 on the trail) and rode all three bikes between errands, and a flat tire... also ran and threw a bit, and played 2 points of pickup ultimate (two touches, one flick huck, one hammer/blade to corner).... saw the davinci code. ok movie...
saturday... i don't remember... seems like... oh i rode around and worked at a car wash... and a sweet napoleon dynamite party...
really can't remember before that...
oh yeah... thursday, ran my first race in 3 years... did ok. i'm hangin' steady in the top 10 on the team (if i were on the team)... we'll see what that means. they came in second in state last year... i was... like top 30 out of a say 125 guys... lost to a girl...
but she's sort of a stud. and i had to pay up, w/ a pint of haagendaazs.
wednesday, rode 30 miles, ran 6, w/ some pickups (100/200/400/400/200/100) in the middle (included in distance)...
tuesday... uh, i can't remember...
that's all. i have aeon flux to watch tonight. i assume it sucks. but, it's free from the library. unlike glory road, which was 'OK', which i think i'm about to buy if i don't get it back to blockbuster...
i did 5 repeats last year, according to the blog. if i'd known that, i'd have cranked out another. last year, 6:18, :15, :15, :05, :10.
the last was fun. i roped in 3 of the varsity guys who had 'blown up' and were kind of cooked, and we worked on pace lining in the stiff upwind for about 600 yards... that was the 5:57. i think we could have gone (well, i could have gone) 6 seconds faster if the lead runners had pushed a little more... that is, one guy would lead for a few seconds, and drift off. if we had done it better, we could have cut a great deal of time off.
the draft was sweet, and it was a great object lesson in team work...
hopefully, it's a workout we get to repeat.
yesterday, 35 minutes, unicycled, guitar, juggled...
monday, 55 minute run...
sunday, 52 miles of biking (16 on the trail) and rode all three bikes between errands, and a flat tire... also ran and threw a bit, and played 2 points of pickup ultimate (two touches, one flick huck, one hammer/blade to corner).... saw the davinci code. ok movie...
saturday... i don't remember... seems like... oh i rode around and worked at a car wash... and a sweet napoleon dynamite party...
really can't remember before that...
oh yeah... thursday, ran my first race in 3 years... did ok. i'm hangin' steady in the top 10 on the team (if i were on the team)... we'll see what that means. they came in second in state last year... i was... like top 30 out of a say 125 guys... lost to a girl...
but she's sort of a stud. and i had to pay up, w/ a pint of haagendaazs.
wednesday, rode 30 miles, ran 6, w/ some pickups (100/200/400/400/200/100) in the middle (included in distance)...
tuesday... uh, i can't remember...
that's all. i have aeon flux to watch tonight. i assume it sucks. but, it's free from the library. unlike glory road, which was 'OK', which i think i'm about to buy if i don't get it back to blockbuster...
Sunday, September 03, 2006
a bunch of stuff you don't care about...
...at least if you are reading this over at the meta blog ultimatetalk.com...
but, while i'm here...
OK, i'll admit it... i'm a farce... my frisbee playing has been almost non existent lately... i still hang out w/ frisbee players (housemates, former coachees), still like to throw... still throw well... well... well... great... if only the receivers knew what to do w/ out the back throws...
honestly, i'm kind of doing too much 'stuff' (running/biking) to play much ulti... that is... i can't tack on the extra suprise workout these days and have it be a sprint workout... i prefer my faster stuff to come in the context of the team workouts, or as pickups or intervals on the bike... but now that school has started, and i can only excercise once per day... (plus commuting... 4.9 miles one way) , plus weights... well, i will start playing...
in the mean time... the blog...
i had a great summer... i worked at a bike ride as a baggage handler... an elaborate, and hopefully humorous photo essay will follow... or maybe you'll just get some bogus paste eating thing... but where i never intended to put any video of me eating paste... i do intend to put funny pictures w/ captions up... perhaps even mildly self mocking... stay tuned... and the story of the secret door is coming...
my biking has been outrageous... by my standards... i can now do this neato 27 mile, 3000 vertical gain ride (and then back down for 54 miles total) in pretty good form... not that big a deal for real riders, but pretty cool for me... and while for lance, it may not be about the bike... my 20 speed makes it... uh... funner... (but not easier... you need a triple chain ring... like a mountain bike, or a touring bike... for that)...
running is steady... i'm yet again... on the 'jv' for a team that has a decent shot at medaling at state... based on the 'time trial'... you can see it at summitxc.com. find results/2006/time trial.
clark (head coach) put me down as joe b-a. it's actually supposed to be joe k-a. you translate.
also: i can now juggle 4 adequately(well, depends on your standards... 5 or 6 seconds, for sure), ride the unicycle about 450 feet... goal is 6 miles in 2 weeks, and basically unlimited on the 4 balls... or tricks... why should you (the frisbee populace care?)... well... remember how much fun it was however many years ago learning something new (Frisbee?) and being enthralled by both the challenge, and the improvement? if you don't, learn something new... if you do, then you know what i mean... it's both improving my balance and coordination, and getting me fired up to dominate on the field... whether it's tempe or hotbox... see my rec.sport.disc post re: playmaker...
whether it will turn me into a triple threat... ask billy berrou... for non frisbee types... he's a famous wacko, who hates ultimate... but talks about it all the time... don't ask..
beyond that... today... i read 'we die alone' , an amazing story of a scandahoovian who battled germans, elements, and lapplandish sense of nonhumor during ww2. pretty good.
now (and it's late) i'm going to go watch an hour or so of glory road about basketball... first all black team... should be good...
on to the mundane...
lessee... today, sunday, 14 miles biking, 1 hour juggling, 30 minutes unicycling (actually a good workout), 1 hour learning guitar, read a book, watched agassi's last match.
saturday, 54 miles riding, up to mt. bachelor, watched the race... link to follow... juggle, unicycle
friday... easy... games w/ team...commuting only... i think? juggle, unicycle
thursday... team time trial, juggle, unibike, then foolishly played ultimate... almost reinjured hammy...
wednesday... 6 k easy run, then, preran a course (photos to follow) w/ a 1.8 mile warmup...(4.8 total miles)
tuesday... seems like it was an easy run... modest bike like 35 for the day (miles)?
monday... heck if i know... so long ago... easy run... oh no... that's the day i showed up w/ two right shoes, and so ended up doing an easy 8 mile bike ride... rest day...
there you are loyal reader... comment away...
and idris (host of ultimate talk)... hope adding links later doesn't screw things up...
but, while i'm here...
OK, i'll admit it... i'm a farce... my frisbee playing has been almost non existent lately... i still hang out w/ frisbee players (housemates, former coachees), still like to throw... still throw well... well... well... great... if only the receivers knew what to do w/ out the back throws...
honestly, i'm kind of doing too much 'stuff' (running/biking) to play much ulti... that is... i can't tack on the extra suprise workout these days and have it be a sprint workout... i prefer my faster stuff to come in the context of the team workouts, or as pickups or intervals on the bike... but now that school has started, and i can only excercise once per day... (plus commuting... 4.9 miles one way) , plus weights... well, i will start playing...
in the mean time... the blog...
i had a great summer... i worked at a bike ride as a baggage handler... an elaborate, and hopefully humorous photo essay will follow... or maybe you'll just get some bogus paste eating thing... but where i never intended to put any video of me eating paste... i do intend to put funny pictures w/ captions up... perhaps even mildly self mocking... stay tuned... and the story of the secret door is coming...
my biking has been outrageous... by my standards... i can now do this neato 27 mile, 3000 vertical gain ride (and then back down for 54 miles total) in pretty good form... not that big a deal for real riders, but pretty cool for me... and while for lance, it may not be about the bike... my 20 speed makes it... uh... funner... (but not easier... you need a triple chain ring... like a mountain bike, or a touring bike... for that)...
running is steady... i'm yet again... on the 'jv' for a team that has a decent shot at medaling at state... based on the 'time trial'... you can see it at summitxc.com. find results/2006/time trial.
clark (head coach) put me down as joe b-a. it's actually supposed to be joe k-a. you translate.
also: i can now juggle 4 adequately(well, depends on your standards... 5 or 6 seconds, for sure), ride the unicycle about 450 feet... goal is 6 miles in 2 weeks, and basically unlimited on the 4 balls... or tricks... why should you (the frisbee populace care?)... well... remember how much fun it was however many years ago learning something new (Frisbee?) and being enthralled by both the challenge, and the improvement? if you don't, learn something new... if you do, then you know what i mean... it's both improving my balance and coordination, and getting me fired up to dominate on the field... whether it's tempe or hotbox... see my rec.sport.disc post re: playmaker...
whether it will turn me into a triple threat... ask billy berrou... for non frisbee types... he's a famous wacko, who hates ultimate... but talks about it all the time... don't ask..
beyond that... today... i read 'we die alone' , an amazing story of a scandahoovian who battled germans, elements, and lapplandish sense of nonhumor during ww2. pretty good.
now (and it's late) i'm going to go watch an hour or so of glory road about basketball... first all black team... should be good...
on to the mundane...
lessee... today, sunday, 14 miles biking, 1 hour juggling, 30 minutes unicycling (actually a good workout), 1 hour learning guitar, read a book, watched agassi's last match.
saturday, 54 miles riding, up to mt. bachelor, watched the race... link to follow... juggle, unicycle
friday... easy... games w/ team...commuting only... i think? juggle, unicycle
thursday... team time trial, juggle, unibike, then foolishly played ultimate... almost reinjured hammy...
wednesday... 6 k easy run, then, preran a course (photos to follow) w/ a 1.8 mile warmup...(4.8 total miles)
tuesday... seems like it was an easy run... modest bike like 35 for the day (miles)?
monday... heck if i know... so long ago... easy run... oh no... that's the day i showed up w/ two right shoes, and so ended up doing an easy 8 mile bike ride... rest day...
there you are loyal reader... comment away...
and idris (host of ultimate talk)... hope adding links later doesn't screw things up...
Monday, August 28, 2006
school's in...
and i am out to lunch... but what a great summer... the past 4 years have been the best of my life... and this summer has arguably been one of the best of the 4 (hard to compare experiences, but short of world's in hawaii... well it's been a good one)... tons of riding on my new road bike (30-50/day between commuting, and put on the tights type riding), riding my mt. bike... maybe once per week, but enjoying that... running say, 20-25 miles per week, ultimate 1/2 times per week (and sometimes that has meant 'a half)... learned to juggle and do a few tricks, got started unicycling... basically a great time...
the only things i didn't get to do... looking back on last year... i had hoped to learn to windsurf this summer, but didn't... but i did get in 80 days of skiing, my running times are getting a little better...
i'm mildly bummed i'm not playing more ultimate this year, but i'm kind of focused on school, and coaching, and frankly, it's easy to get pretty much broke (money wise) for that last month of the summer when you are teaching...
i also got a little burned out on disc after march/april/may/june, pretty much 5or6 days/week of practice, or when my hammy was busted, running practice when i couldn't really run... i'm pretty psyched... now that the season of daily doubles is over, to start adding back in some disc, and some weights...
weeks workouts for those of you who's life has been lessened by my absence?
today, recovery day... 26 miles on bike. 6 of those miles due to bringing two right shoes to morning cross country practice... and by right, i mean wrong... juggled about an hour (working on 4 balls), lifted weights/abs... worked a little, but school wasn't ready w/ the books, so i ordered what i could from the print shop, organized the room a little, hooked up the computer...
sunday, 54 miles riding, including 30 while following a race riding the course backwards... topped by a 10 mile sprint trying to match the womens pack... unfortunately my riding partner was kind of small... so i got no draft, so no rest... i.e., a sweet interval ride... we lost by 200 meters or so... but i was tired b/c
saturday, hiked down off of south sister (big 10000 foot mountain) and rode around say 10 miles for recovery...
friday... light, say 15 miles riding, couple miles run/walk, a vigorous game of everybody's it tag (hey, gotta havethe fun days) (then hiked up south sister, 5000 foot vertical, say, 7 miles?. steep. camped on top at 10000 feet, nice)
thursday... i think that was the 30 mile ride... plus some extra commuting... say... 40? oh, plus a run... of probably 5 miles... can't remember... no, wait... easy 3-4 mile run... slow and easy, with core workout... played ultimate...
wednesday... now it's getting hazy... oh yeah, ran the steps at the college... 6 hard intervals of say 2.5 minutes each? plus the run there and back...
tuesday... shevlin park run... 5.5 miles, 37 minutes, 7 minute pace, (much slower in beginning, faster at end)... lot of commuting... weights...
monday... run, maybe that was the day i mountain biked 20 miles plus the 25 miles of commuting...
and i'm eating my veggies and fruit...
out of here...
the only things i didn't get to do... looking back on last year... i had hoped to learn to windsurf this summer, but didn't... but i did get in 80 days of skiing, my running times are getting a little better...
i'm mildly bummed i'm not playing more ultimate this year, but i'm kind of focused on school, and coaching, and frankly, it's easy to get pretty much broke (money wise) for that last month of the summer when you are teaching...
i also got a little burned out on disc after march/april/may/june, pretty much 5or6 days/week of practice, or when my hammy was busted, running practice when i couldn't really run... i'm pretty psyched... now that the season of daily doubles is over, to start adding back in some disc, and some weights...
weeks workouts for those of you who's life has been lessened by my absence?
today, recovery day... 26 miles on bike. 6 of those miles due to bringing two right shoes to morning cross country practice... and by right, i mean wrong... juggled about an hour (working on 4 balls), lifted weights/abs... worked a little, but school wasn't ready w/ the books, so i ordered what i could from the print shop, organized the room a little, hooked up the computer...
sunday, 54 miles riding, including 30 while following a race riding the course backwards... topped by a 10 mile sprint trying to match the womens pack... unfortunately my riding partner was kind of small... so i got no draft, so no rest... i.e., a sweet interval ride... we lost by 200 meters or so... but i was tired b/c
saturday, hiked down off of south sister (big 10000 foot mountain) and rode around say 10 miles for recovery...
friday... light, say 15 miles riding, couple miles run/walk, a vigorous game of everybody's it tag (hey, gotta havethe fun days) (then hiked up south sister, 5000 foot vertical, say, 7 miles?. steep. camped on top at 10000 feet, nice)
thursday... i think that was the 30 mile ride... plus some extra commuting... say... 40? oh, plus a run... of probably 5 miles... can't remember... no, wait... easy 3-4 mile run... slow and easy, with core workout... played ultimate...
wednesday... now it's getting hazy... oh yeah, ran the steps at the college... 6 hard intervals of say 2.5 minutes each? plus the run there and back...
tuesday... shevlin park run... 5.5 miles, 37 minutes, 7 minute pace, (much slower in beginning, faster at end)... lot of commuting... weights...
monday... run, maybe that was the day i mountain biked 20 miles plus the 25 miles of commuting...
and i'm eating my veggies and fruit...
out of here...
Thursday, July 20, 2006
watch me eat paste!
well, i'm having trouble with my server, so until i can get the tape up at youtube, you'll just have to settle for the transcript:
"sound of paste jar unscrewing"
"sound of smacking sound"
"kind of a 'eh, not as bad as i thought sound'"
"more smacking"... then kind of an "uh-oh" but more like "mrewerrh mreooih"
then... kind of a pasty belchy sound...
uh, hamstring improving, monday, i ran friday, and biked, took saturday and sunday off, ran 5 in 34:20 and lifted, tues am, played some hotbox, and mini, then rode around and went for a ride (say 30 miles for the day), wednesday was just a brisk 6.5 mile run, hammy is 'tweaky', minor riding, say 10 miles, walked the dog i'm dogsitting a couple miles, today, ultimate, and rest... it is like 95 right now... i could play ultimate again in an hour... in a windless area surrounded by trees... i think i'll pass...
supposed to get into the 100's over the next few days... so i've got a morning run tommorrow, and i'm going to try to wake up early to do the longer rides on saturday and sunday... need to lift one more time, tommorrow or saturday...
this week, read
henlein's The Cat Who Walks through Walls, To Sail beyond the Sunset, Foundation (Asimov), finishing up Sleeping w/ the Devil by Baer about US Corporations/US Gov and Saudi's (Basis for Syriana), and starting Lucifer's Hammer by Niven (which i've read, but i've also seen Raiders of the lost ark more than once)... I have a book about the US v. England soccer upset of 52 or whatever year it was... The Game of their lives...
this blog has been brought to you by paste...
"sound of paste jar unscrewing"
"sound of smacking sound"
"kind of a 'eh, not as bad as i thought sound'"
"more smacking"... then kind of an "uh-oh" but more like "mrewerrh mreooih"
then... kind of a pasty belchy sound...
uh, hamstring improving, monday, i ran friday, and biked, took saturday and sunday off, ran 5 in 34:20 and lifted, tues am, played some hotbox, and mini, then rode around and went for a ride (say 30 miles for the day), wednesday was just a brisk 6.5 mile run, hammy is 'tweaky', minor riding, say 10 miles, walked the dog i'm dogsitting a couple miles, today, ultimate, and rest... it is like 95 right now... i could play ultimate again in an hour... in a windless area surrounded by trees... i think i'll pass...
supposed to get into the 100's over the next few days... so i've got a morning run tommorrow, and i'm going to try to wake up early to do the longer rides on saturday and sunday... need to lift one more time, tommorrow or saturday...
this week, read
henlein's The Cat Who Walks through Walls, To Sail beyond the Sunset, Foundation (Asimov), finishing up Sleeping w/ the Devil by Baer about US Corporations/US Gov and Saudi's (Basis for Syriana), and starting Lucifer's Hammer by Niven (which i've read, but i've also seen Raiders of the lost ark more than once)... I have a book about the US v. England soccer upset of 52 or whatever year it was... The Game of their lives...
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Thursday, July 13, 2006
state of the hamstrung...
the nice thing about a blog... is it's a nice place to go back... and look for running times... nothing comparable... but i can go back and look and see my times... my times for running are a little faster this year... my 5-6 mile runs are more at a 7:15-7:30 pace... about 15 seconds per mile faster... my total mileage is way up... as i'm now biking average 20-30 miles per day... but my hamstring is a bitch...
it only bugs me when i play disc, and sprint... but it's there... and it's only there when i 'stride it out'... but it's there...
today... morning frisbee w/ the hs kids... 1.5 hours of mini... and hotbox... (plus 5.2 miles commute), then a 28 mile bike ride (road) then another 1.5 hours of frisbee... a little gimpy... total ride, 40
the espn highlights of the day... a fake the lefty flick (i'm lefty) righty nutmeg 20 yarder for the goal... a behind the back no look righty flip for score, some hucks... and...
3 easy pancake drops... am i done? that's literally the total number of fumbles for... like... a year? 2 years? i don't mean missing a hard one... got all of those... just the kind of nonchalance idiocy that reflects youth...
i think it reflects training load... this week... wednesday...6.25 mile run... in 7:15 pace, w/ minor hamstring tweakage... lifted weights, biked, oh, say13 miles... ... tuesday, rest, monday, 5 mile run in 36:15 (7:15 pace)... plus 26 miles of riding, plus weights... sunday... 12 on the trail, 26 on the road....
and loads of stretching... 3-4 by 10-15 minutes each day...
goal: 'healthy' hammy in the next 2 weeks (the stretching and weights is per my PT, so i'm hopeful i'm on the upswing)... hit a 60 mile ride, go sub 7 for an 'easy run', ie, 35 minutes for a flat fast easy conversational run... w/ the goal of nice fast mile and 1000 times that coincide w/ the 'healthy' hammy...
it only bugs me when i play disc, and sprint... but it's there... and it's only there when i 'stride it out'... but it's there...
today... morning frisbee w/ the hs kids... 1.5 hours of mini... and hotbox... (plus 5.2 miles commute), then a 28 mile bike ride (road) then another 1.5 hours of frisbee... a little gimpy... total ride, 40
the espn highlights of the day... a fake the lefty flick (i'm lefty) righty nutmeg 20 yarder for the goal... a behind the back no look righty flip for score, some hucks... and...
3 easy pancake drops... am i done? that's literally the total number of fumbles for... like... a year? 2 years? i don't mean missing a hard one... got all of those... just the kind of nonchalance idiocy that reflects youth...
i think it reflects training load... this week... wednesday...6.25 mile run... in 7:15 pace, w/ minor hamstring tweakage... lifted weights, biked, oh, say13 miles... ... tuesday, rest, monday, 5 mile run in 36:15 (7:15 pace)... plus 26 miles of riding, plus weights... sunday... 12 on the trail, 26 on the road....
and loads of stretching... 3-4 by 10-15 minutes each day...
goal: 'healthy' hammy in the next 2 weeks (the stretching and weights is per my PT, so i'm hopeful i'm on the upswing)... hit a 60 mile ride, go sub 7 for an 'easy run', ie, 35 minutes for a flat fast easy conversational run... w/ the goal of nice fast mile and 1000 times that coincide w/ the 'healthy' hammy...
Monday, July 10, 2006
i defend zz.
do you know what i mean. i mean it fececiously. is that simply a mispelling of shit?
zinedane zidane. what an emabarassment. the single player who defined the world cup for me. i watched everygame but one. i was lucky enough in my teaching to have my ap gov class done in time for the cup... every kid... graduated... and my prep... game after game.
and every game... mediocrity... EVERY game mediocrity... the occasional brilliance... but time after time... how many games... 64 i think... i missed one during finals... and another during graduation... but...
i saw 60 plus games... only from zidane did i see the brilliance...
and i'm not talking of the play here or there... great team work... i mean individual brilliance...
his work against brazil was rediculous...
cancelled by anger... too many calls... too many cards... and the horror of the best player in the finals eliminated by anger....
it's like when mike g spat on eddie... except that mike is not zidane, and eddie is not the italian guy...
but, what a travesty that the game was decided on pks...
today... ran, 5 miles in 36:15, then lifted weights, then an easy 17 mile bike ride... and frankly... the fact that the world cup ended on pk's... attrocious.
pathetic that france dominated the pitch w/ 10... and if zidane had shot... almost a gimme... would it have been different... i don't know.
ribery's brilliance... thierry's genious... but for the italians... the defense...
i ... don't know...
congrats to italy, i hope zidane plays in the US in retirement...
the end...dddddddddddddddddddd
zinedane zidane. what an emabarassment. the single player who defined the world cup for me. i watched everygame but one. i was lucky enough in my teaching to have my ap gov class done in time for the cup... every kid... graduated... and my prep... game after game.
and every game... mediocrity... EVERY game mediocrity... the occasional brilliance... but time after time... how many games... 64 i think... i missed one during finals... and another during graduation... but...
i saw 60 plus games... only from zidane did i see the brilliance...
and i'm not talking of the play here or there... great team work... i mean individual brilliance...
his work against brazil was rediculous...
cancelled by anger... too many calls... too many cards... and the horror of the best player in the finals eliminated by anger....
it's like when mike g spat on eddie... except that mike is not zidane, and eddie is not the italian guy...
but, what a travesty that the game was decided on pks...
today... ran, 5 miles in 36:15, then lifted weights, then an easy 17 mile bike ride... and frankly... the fact that the world cup ended on pk's... attrocious.
pathetic that france dominated the pitch w/ 10... and if zidane had shot... almost a gimme... would it have been different... i don't know.
ribery's brilliance... thierry's genious... but for the italians... the defense...
i ... don't know...
congrats to italy, i hope zidane plays in the US in retirement...
the end...dddddddddddddddddddd
Monday, July 03, 2006
stolen bike, pt. deux.
dammit. twice in one year. last time, my mt. bike, this time my classic takara 1984 road bike. literally on the day i bought a 150 dollar saddle. so if i had that kind of insurance, the bike would be worth 280 bucks. saddle, plus 100 dollar pedals, plus a 30 dollar bike.
the replacement, was somewhat more... a 'felt f75',
here it is in german... just because... it's sweet though...
yesterday...25 miles of bike commuting (3 plus trips to town and back), today, 5 mile run, 37:30, and another 25 miles of just riding... most of it on the ginormous clunker (no pictures of the 1996 fischer kaitai w/ the snow tires still on) but some on the new sweetness... aluminium/carbon blend... 20 speed... yes, from 12 to 20... and several pounds lighter...
tommorrow, 8:30 am frisbee... 12:00 soccer... evening... either nothing or a bike ride... then well i live like 250 yards from the butte they launch fireworks from... yippee...
it burns every once in a while...
potlatch... sorry i missed it. sounded fun... hamstring, well i went to a pt, no evidence of bad shoes, or gait issues, or what... just a 36 year old trying to play friskee 4 days in a row, culminating in a 4 hour workout... so, diligent stretching, and about to begin strength training... just need to be 'good' 'good' by sectionals... for prides sake... but i can lope around at pickup and kids league no problem...
the replacement, was somewhat more... a 'felt f75',
here it is in german... just because... it's sweet though...
yesterday...25 miles of bike commuting (3 plus trips to town and back), today, 5 mile run, 37:30, and another 25 miles of just riding... most of it on the ginormous clunker (no pictures of the 1996 fischer kaitai w/ the snow tires still on) but some on the new sweetness... aluminium/carbon blend... 20 speed... yes, from 12 to 20... and several pounds lighter...
tommorrow, 8:30 am frisbee... 12:00 soccer... evening... either nothing or a bike ride... then well i live like 250 yards from the butte they launch fireworks from... yippee...
it burns every once in a while...
potlatch... sorry i missed it. sounded fun... hamstring, well i went to a pt, no evidence of bad shoes, or gait issues, or what... just a 36 year old trying to play friskee 4 days in a row, culminating in a 4 hour workout... so, diligent stretching, and about to begin strength training... just need to be 'good' 'good' by sectionals... for prides sake... but i can lope around at pickup and kids league no problem...
Thursday, June 29, 2006
updoc
whither kenny?
whither more billy?
and.. flg, whither worm?
and idris, was that a spam? the lost podcast?
school is out, i'm moving, putting together furniture... and finally getting legitimate attention for my hammy. unlike real countries, this meant a 1.5 hour trip to see a doctor for a prescription for an appointment already made... but... USA...
i fell asleep in the office chair after an easy day of (well including pre and post doc) 14 miles biking, 1.5 hours of ultimate...
the frisbee was awesome. it's been 90-100 for a couple days... and this morning it was raining steadily... no doubt, lighter than east coast... but raining... apprehensively, i biked over, arrived soaked at 8:40, and was taunted by the 11 kids for being late. it's a nice game, right now, it's all 'experienced' frisbee players, upperclassmen, a couple of alums... we played a mini mini tournament, then played some shortfield 6 on 6... i had my side experiment w/ some 3/3 'euro' just to see what it felt like... it cut down on the goals from 'huck and hope' but was fun to mess with... and see the kids understand some space clearing stuff...
the road bike needs work... and i'm waiting on a new lower chain ring to sub out... from 42 teeth to 39... hard to find for a 20 year old bike... but it should make hill riding better... also have to put in a new front derailleur... should make cruising fun...
but the frisbee... 1.5 hours in the best weather ever... probably 65-68, in a steady rain... it really was something you'd want to play for hours in... just awesome... left, bought a new chamois...
tommorrow, basic rest, PT, and if i get the chance, a mt. bike ride. the rain turns the already dusty lower trails (about 3 -4 mile ride at new house) into perfection... more to follow.
the trophy is off, having my name carved in...
whither more billy?
and.. flg, whither worm?
and idris, was that a spam? the lost podcast?
school is out, i'm moving, putting together furniture... and finally getting legitimate attention for my hammy. unlike real countries, this meant a 1.5 hour trip to see a doctor for a prescription for an appointment already made... but... USA...
i fell asleep in the office chair after an easy day of (well including pre and post doc) 14 miles biking, 1.5 hours of ultimate...
the frisbee was awesome. it's been 90-100 for a couple days... and this morning it was raining steadily... no doubt, lighter than east coast... but raining... apprehensively, i biked over, arrived soaked at 8:40, and was taunted by the 11 kids for being late. it's a nice game, right now, it's all 'experienced' frisbee players, upperclassmen, a couple of alums... we played a mini mini tournament, then played some shortfield 6 on 6... i had my side experiment w/ some 3/3 'euro' just to see what it felt like... it cut down on the goals from 'huck and hope' but was fun to mess with... and see the kids understand some space clearing stuff...
the road bike needs work... and i'm waiting on a new lower chain ring to sub out... from 42 teeth to 39... hard to find for a 20 year old bike... but it should make hill riding better... also have to put in a new front derailleur... should make cruising fun...
but the frisbee... 1.5 hours in the best weather ever... probably 65-68, in a steady rain... it really was something you'd want to play for hours in... just awesome... left, bought a new chamois...
tommorrow, basic rest, PT, and if i get the chance, a mt. bike ride. the rain turns the already dusty lower trails (about 3 -4 mile ride at new house) into perfection... more to follow.
the trophy is off, having my name carved in...
Sunday, June 25, 2006
champions!
well, count, i guess it's not as cool as a big saturday at easterns... but it's what i got... so i'll take it.
first round bye based on our season record of 9-1... earned us the toughest pool.. don't ask me how.
talbot is at some kind of first aid seminar: he's expected at 5 pm. 3 of my best girls are gone to europe... 4 of my best boys are gone, to wherever... the replacements are some girls sister (who's a stud, but has never played ultimate), tosch (my best young player, crushed w/ a mild concussion/broken nose)'s sister... and a couple girls who either haven't played in a year, or have never played... one kid back in from hawaii at 2 in the morning... one kid w/ 1 day of 'league' experience...
first round game, 13-7 i used all 3 time outs, for rest, and to stalll.
second game, against 'blue'. it was close for most of the game, but the 'throw it as far as i can' offense bogged down a little in the wind, and we dug ourselves a hole, 11-7. it was tough, my choices were, throw it to the open player, who was brand new, and then watch them get smothered, or just settle for the long turnover...
down 11-7, we ran off 5 straight to win, 12-11. we went w/ the same 7 for the run... wasn't even a question of 'the best 7', it was simply, time is short, the cap is coming, line up, let's pull...
5 minutes later, on to the semifinals...
at this point, i've played 43 points of frisbee. game was against decent players... we kept it close. again, i used all timeouts... i knew that talbot would show up at 5 pm. tough, tough draw.
our pool play opponent was in the 'semi-final' on the other side. odd, since as the number 2 overall team, an 'easier' pool seemed in order. but, the kids kept fighting... and down, 12-11, 76 points into the day, talbot shows up, we score the upwinder to tie, and hold on to win...
10 minutes later: on to the finals. started close. stayed close, but we took half at 9-7, and never looked back... what made it work? obviously, having a good player show up w/ fresh legs was good... but our win was against our one defeat... and i finish up 41-2 for 3 years, w/ 3 trophies... final was 15-10...
highlight, the 5 point run to win a pool play game w/ half a team of brand new kids... lowlight... down 12-11, both calves locked up, needing my buddy to help win.
i'd of won it on my own, of course...
but have you ever been so cramped up that you can just concentrate on running on your heels, as that seems to minimize the pain... well, there i was...
anyway, i only played about 20 of the points of the finals, to finish up at 96 for the day... not a record, but a high count of points...
the hamstring, well, a minimal amount of real sprinting. almost all d's on the mark. but i survived, so i guess, time to go to the track.... hamstring cured...
luke.
first round bye based on our season record of 9-1... earned us the toughest pool.. don't ask me how.
talbot is at some kind of first aid seminar: he's expected at 5 pm. 3 of my best girls are gone to europe... 4 of my best boys are gone, to wherever... the replacements are some girls sister (who's a stud, but has never played ultimate), tosch (my best young player, crushed w/ a mild concussion/broken nose)'s sister... and a couple girls who either haven't played in a year, or have never played... one kid back in from hawaii at 2 in the morning... one kid w/ 1 day of 'league' experience...
first round game, 13-7 i used all 3 time outs, for rest, and to stalll.
second game, against 'blue'. it was close for most of the game, but the 'throw it as far as i can' offense bogged down a little in the wind, and we dug ourselves a hole, 11-7. it was tough, my choices were, throw it to the open player, who was brand new, and then watch them get smothered, or just settle for the long turnover...
down 11-7, we ran off 5 straight to win, 12-11. we went w/ the same 7 for the run... wasn't even a question of 'the best 7', it was simply, time is short, the cap is coming, line up, let's pull...
5 minutes later, on to the semifinals...
at this point, i've played 43 points of frisbee. game was against decent players... we kept it close. again, i used all timeouts... i knew that talbot would show up at 5 pm. tough, tough draw.
our pool play opponent was in the 'semi-final' on the other side. odd, since as the number 2 overall team, an 'easier' pool seemed in order. but, the kids kept fighting... and down, 12-11, 76 points into the day, talbot shows up, we score the upwinder to tie, and hold on to win...
10 minutes later: on to the finals. started close. stayed close, but we took half at 9-7, and never looked back... what made it work? obviously, having a good player show up w/ fresh legs was good... but our win was against our one defeat... and i finish up 41-2 for 3 years, w/ 3 trophies... final was 15-10...
highlight, the 5 point run to win a pool play game w/ half a team of brand new kids... lowlight... down 12-11, both calves locked up, needing my buddy to help win.
i'd of won it on my own, of course...
but have you ever been so cramped up that you can just concentrate on running on your heels, as that seems to minimize the pain... well, there i was...
anyway, i only played about 20 of the points of the finals, to finish up at 96 for the day... not a record, but a high count of points...
the hamstring, well, a minimal amount of real sprinting. almost all d's on the mark. but i survived, so i guess, time to go to the track.... hamstring cured...
luke.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
thirty something and 2
a loss...
12-11 loss to a good team (i know, i was the 'draft consultant.)
we just dug ourselves a whole, and couldn't get back in.
we brought in a few more (new) hs kids for this, as most of the team has left for europe, or mexico, or whatever...
so we weren't able to run our endzone plays, uh, play... which usually goes for 1-2 per game.
hamstring is coming back, my defense was still joke-er-iffic... but, what else is new. the offense was not going well, but, frankly, if i play any better on saturday... well, that's good...
talbot is unavailable for the 1st 2 or 3 games, so i'm counting on him to anchor the line for the finals. too bad. i was hoping he'd do the dirty work for 3 games... hee haw...
2nd game, less pleasant, a purple player's follow through broke the nose of my best young player... a 15 y.o. w/ wild athleticism... i.e., the best player on the team... we carted him off at 9 ish (yes, games start at 6)... and lost him, his sister, and her friend (who had to drive).
the mom, an awesome athlete (div I 800 runner, world class biker, great ski racer) was super cool... had the kids just meet at a friends for ice cream...
nice.
final was 11-3 or something. after we scored a couple w/ 6 players (4/2), they agreed it was dark...
next up, the tourney. hopefully we'll have a team. i count... 3 girls... just enough... go-zone.
world cup.
moderately dissapointing finish for the team.
let's spread the blame around...
1) take more shots: my impression is that the US team at some point read a stat that time of possession = wins. as a result, i saw many, MANY back passes that maintained possession, but gave no positional advantage.... maybe we couldn't shoot more because of the lack of...
2) dominant player: we have some wonderful players... but if we are to be successful, we need someone fearless to take shots. but it's almost as if they fear for their place on the field. i'm a big dempsey and mcbride fan... but donovan never seemed in the form he's brought to other games... maybe due to...
3) coaching issues: i don't know arenas. but leaving mathis behind for being a dick head may have denied us the fiery game breaker we needed. also, our midfield oriented, possesion attack might not have been appropriate for a desparation game... (yes, i understand what a counter attack is)... and personel wise, if we don't have the players, playing for the counter attack is well and good... but, flg, someone TAKE A SHOT, and don't fear that your spot on the team is gone. likewise, arenas is gone, which is not very fair, because of...
4) state of US football. we are not yet getting the aggressive large forwards who fear nothing... giant egos who fear no coach.... which brings me to the officiating...
5) actually, the officiating was OK... by that i mean, it was equally horriffic in the italy game... and the call against whasis face in the ghana game seemed 'poor.' but they are not to blame...
6) now, bandwagon time... i like the relentless, opportunistic brazillian attack. who doesn't. the depth and talent of argentina... awesome... and germany's talented 11 w/ the home court... those are the obvious favorites (i haven't looked at the brackets to see where they fall out)... some fun-derdogs.. australia, ghana, and the new, more exciting italian attack... the door lock (what is that , the cattenacio, or something) is gone, and the attack is better...
predictions:
ok, looked at the brackets... brazil d. spain, brazil d. england, germany gets by argentina on homecooking, and germany knocks brazil off 3-2... deutchland... uber alles...
12-11 loss to a good team (i know, i was the 'draft consultant.)
we just dug ourselves a whole, and couldn't get back in.
we brought in a few more (new) hs kids for this, as most of the team has left for europe, or mexico, or whatever...
so we weren't able to run our endzone plays, uh, play... which usually goes for 1-2 per game.
hamstring is coming back, my defense was still joke-er-iffic... but, what else is new. the offense was not going well, but, frankly, if i play any better on saturday... well, that's good...
talbot is unavailable for the 1st 2 or 3 games, so i'm counting on him to anchor the line for the finals. too bad. i was hoping he'd do the dirty work for 3 games... hee haw...
2nd game, less pleasant, a purple player's follow through broke the nose of my best young player... a 15 y.o. w/ wild athleticism... i.e., the best player on the team... we carted him off at 9 ish (yes, games start at 6)... and lost him, his sister, and her friend (who had to drive).
the mom, an awesome athlete (div I 800 runner, world class biker, great ski racer) was super cool... had the kids just meet at a friends for ice cream...
nice.
final was 11-3 or something. after we scored a couple w/ 6 players (4/2), they agreed it was dark...
next up, the tourney. hopefully we'll have a team. i count... 3 girls... just enough... go-zone.
world cup.
moderately dissapointing finish for the team.
let's spread the blame around...
1) take more shots: my impression is that the US team at some point read a stat that time of possession = wins. as a result, i saw many, MANY back passes that maintained possession, but gave no positional advantage.... maybe we couldn't shoot more because of the lack of...
2) dominant player: we have some wonderful players... but if we are to be successful, we need someone fearless to take shots. but it's almost as if they fear for their place on the field. i'm a big dempsey and mcbride fan... but donovan never seemed in the form he's brought to other games... maybe due to...
3) coaching issues: i don't know arenas. but leaving mathis behind for being a dick head may have denied us the fiery game breaker we needed. also, our midfield oriented, possesion attack might not have been appropriate for a desparation game... (yes, i understand what a counter attack is)... and personel wise, if we don't have the players, playing for the counter attack is well and good... but, flg, someone TAKE A SHOT, and don't fear that your spot on the team is gone. likewise, arenas is gone, which is not very fair, because of...
4) state of US football. we are not yet getting the aggressive large forwards who fear nothing... giant egos who fear no coach.... which brings me to the officiating...
5) actually, the officiating was OK... by that i mean, it was equally horriffic in the italy game... and the call against whasis face in the ghana game seemed 'poor.' but they are not to blame...
6) now, bandwagon time... i like the relentless, opportunistic brazillian attack. who doesn't. the depth and talent of argentina... awesome... and germany's talented 11 w/ the home court... those are the obvious favorites (i haven't looked at the brackets to see where they fall out)... some fun-derdogs.. australia, ghana, and the new, more exciting italian attack... the door lock (what is that , the cattenacio, or something) is gone, and the attack is better...
predictions:
ok, looked at the brackets... brazil d. spain, brazil d. england, germany gets by argentina on homecooking, and germany knocks brazil off 3-2... deutchland... uber alles...
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
dday
d day.
the d stood for day.
as trivial as this one.
thursday, is league night, and we're playing for 1st or 2nd or third in a double header... i THINK second or third should seed us in the same spot relative to the tournament... i.e... we should still regardless of game result, not see the 'other' team until the finals.
but we'll see.
our team, like man others, is depleted by late season, summer vacations.
unlike other teams, the players are not going rafting, they are going to senor pepes or whatever you do when you are a senior in high school going to mexico.
likewise, a. talbot, the other 'adult' on the team is going to wofa (wilderness oriented first aid)... which i believe is an experience like first aid/cpr, but they don't make you count breaths and heart beats...
it won't change the game plan which is based on the 'beautiful game.'
and if you think the beautiful game requires touch pass to touch pass... well, you're an idiot.
the beautiful game requires one thing...
goal shots...
and i promise them...
aside, just got done watching some joel silver interviews, and i got this to say about frank... he's right. his game is pure. it looks a lot like the early frisbee games. and by that i mean, it seems free flow, and meaningless.
personally, i'm not impressed. but i did get the impression that silver was lying. his game was a copy of the northfield mt. hermon game, and he, even in his detachment from 'frisbee' felt compelled to give himself credit...
today... a little 8:30 am frisbee w/ 12 kids... mostly coached, played a few points, and finished w/ a game of dutch (3 v 3 in a box, 5 passes a point, 3 points win)... the hamstring is better... not 'best'...
then came home, read, ate pancakes, watched some world cup, and went for a 2.5 hour mt. bike ride... say, 25 miles... just a cruise... (lamely, i watched my heart rate monitor to make sure i kept it 'easy')
watched the replay of the england/sweden game... and a little dvd... and here you are...
more to come...
the d stood for day.
as trivial as this one.
thursday, is league night, and we're playing for 1st or 2nd or third in a double header... i THINK second or third should seed us in the same spot relative to the tournament... i.e... we should still regardless of game result, not see the 'other' team until the finals.
but we'll see.
our team, like man others, is depleted by late season, summer vacations.
unlike other teams, the players are not going rafting, they are going to senor pepes or whatever you do when you are a senior in high school going to mexico.
likewise, a. talbot, the other 'adult' on the team is going to wofa (wilderness oriented first aid)... which i believe is an experience like first aid/cpr, but they don't make you count breaths and heart beats...
it won't change the game plan which is based on the 'beautiful game.'
and if you think the beautiful game requires touch pass to touch pass... well, you're an idiot.
the beautiful game requires one thing...
goal shots...
and i promise them...
aside, just got done watching some joel silver interviews, and i got this to say about frank... he's right. his game is pure. it looks a lot like the early frisbee games. and by that i mean, it seems free flow, and meaningless.
personally, i'm not impressed. but i did get the impression that silver was lying. his game was a copy of the northfield mt. hermon game, and he, even in his detachment from 'frisbee' felt compelled to give himself credit...
today... a little 8:30 am frisbee w/ 12 kids... mostly coached, played a few points, and finished w/ a game of dutch (3 v 3 in a box, 5 passes a point, 3 points win)... the hamstring is better... not 'best'...
then came home, read, ate pancakes, watched some world cup, and went for a 2.5 hour mt. bike ride... say, 25 miles... just a cruise... (lamely, i watched my heart rate monitor to make sure i kept it 'easy')
watched the replay of the england/sweden game... and a little dvd... and here you are...
more to come...
Saturday, June 17, 2006
new team forming...
the arisocrats.
well, i'm not sure i have the chops or energy to form a decent nw club team...
but what a name.
if you've not seen the movie, it's brilliant. and if you hated it, here's some more ammo.
'waiting' is also brilliant.
school's out. i've got to go in monday for a few hours to finish, and enter grades, but i'm glad to be done. next year's schedule is out, and i have a ridiculously complicated schedule. probably the hardest at school (i.e., many different subjects, on rotating days)... so i'll probably gack it as i get sidetracked by the yearlong coaching (xc running (we may win boys and girls state), xc skiing, and frisbee)
plans? increased prose volume, if not... weight... run/bike/frisbee. i just now realized how detached from 'real' frisbee i am. solstice is this weekend, and while i'm recovering from an injury, that never would have stopped me in the past. but, there doesn't appear to be a 'whore' team there that i can just show up and mill around the sideline...
or maybe i just wasn't invited...
today i read the section of the coffee table book (zagoria and leonardo) dealing w/ co-ed... and just for the record, officially, co-ed is killing 'open' play. i don't 'hate' co-ed. but i do hate sloppy tournaments. and unfortunately for co-ed, those tournaments are often sloppy.
i just can't deal w/ the 14 minute points as a going concern, nor can i deal w/ a game where me throwing it as far as i can every time i touch it is as good a strategy as any...
me: two games last night (see previous post), so today, just 34 minutes of biking (17 each to and from work)... tommorrow, some biking (probably a 2 hour bike ride), same sunday... next week, i'll get in a few runs, play the last regular season league games, then the tournament. i'm a little bummed that i don't feel fully 'frisky' for the tournament... but i suspect, adrenalin will cure that.
the season is shaping up to a 2 team race. maybe 3. we have yet to play the 'top two' teams. for some reason, we're seeded 4th, w/ a 9-0 record, and a plus 6 diff... it has something to do w/ the fact that we were just 6 and 0 when the seedings came out. i'm not sure why the team w/ a loss was ahead of us...
and finally, soon, both 'grown ups' on the high school team will be allowed to play at the same time. for yes, there is a rule against a. talbot and myself being on the field at the same time, except for the finals, or the tournament... or something....
well, i'm not sure i have the chops or energy to form a decent nw club team...
but what a name.
if you've not seen the movie, it's brilliant. and if you hated it, here's some more ammo.
'waiting' is also brilliant.
school's out. i've got to go in monday for a few hours to finish, and enter grades, but i'm glad to be done. next year's schedule is out, and i have a ridiculously complicated schedule. probably the hardest at school (i.e., many different subjects, on rotating days)... so i'll probably gack it as i get sidetracked by the yearlong coaching (xc running (we may win boys and girls state), xc skiing, and frisbee)
plans? increased prose volume, if not... weight... run/bike/frisbee. i just now realized how detached from 'real' frisbee i am. solstice is this weekend, and while i'm recovering from an injury, that never would have stopped me in the past. but, there doesn't appear to be a 'whore' team there that i can just show up and mill around the sideline...
or maybe i just wasn't invited...
today i read the section of the coffee table book (zagoria and leonardo) dealing w/ co-ed... and just for the record, officially, co-ed is killing 'open' play. i don't 'hate' co-ed. but i do hate sloppy tournaments. and unfortunately for co-ed, those tournaments are often sloppy.
i just can't deal w/ the 14 minute points as a going concern, nor can i deal w/ a game where me throwing it as far as i can every time i touch it is as good a strategy as any...
me: two games last night (see previous post), so today, just 34 minutes of biking (17 each to and from work)... tommorrow, some biking (probably a 2 hour bike ride), same sunday... next week, i'll get in a few runs, play the last regular season league games, then the tournament. i'm a little bummed that i don't feel fully 'frisky' for the tournament... but i suspect, adrenalin will cure that.
the season is shaping up to a 2 team race. maybe 3. we have yet to play the 'top two' teams. for some reason, we're seeded 4th, w/ a 9-0 record, and a plus 6 diff... it has something to do w/ the fact that we were just 6 and 0 when the seedings came out. i'm not sure why the team w/ a loss was ahead of us...
and finally, soon, both 'grown ups' on the high school team will be allowed to play at the same time. for yes, there is a rule against a. talbot and myself being on the field at the same time, except for the finals, or the tournament... or something....
Thursday, June 15, 2006
bowling night
double header...
vs 'blue', 13-4?
then vs 'white.'
13-3?
as is usual, games start on 'ultimate time', although, my team is there on time... then there is some kind of cap for the game... then an untimely break while the other team huddles... at some point (5-0) i asked for an 8:45 cap... agreed, then after a couple exchanges led to 7-2, the opponents smelled victory... and a few minutes later, we were chastised for 'taking too long.' i don't know if it was 90 seconds but it was quick.
this led to a change of strategy. 'jog back orange', let's play. some presumably good natured heckling by the white team only pissed off the kids... i told them that this was a sign that we were in their heads, and don't let that change. (the kids just generally run around, and never say anything to the opponents...)
needless to say, the kids started making blocks all over the field.
hamstring getting better, still not ripping around the field, but running at least... and played probably 15 or 16 points... been 6 weeks now, w/ 1.5 weeks to tournament... a one day, 4 games to win deal...
more to follow.
3 year record in bend city league.... 36-1, 2 trophies...
the stress is palpable
vs 'blue', 13-4?
then vs 'white.'
13-3?
as is usual, games start on 'ultimate time', although, my team is there on time... then there is some kind of cap for the game... then an untimely break while the other team huddles... at some point (5-0) i asked for an 8:45 cap... agreed, then after a couple exchanges led to 7-2, the opponents smelled victory... and a few minutes later, we were chastised for 'taking too long.' i don't know if it was 90 seconds but it was quick.
this led to a change of strategy. 'jog back orange', let's play. some presumably good natured heckling by the white team only pissed off the kids... i told them that this was a sign that we were in their heads, and don't let that change. (the kids just generally run around, and never say anything to the opponents...)
needless to say, the kids started making blocks all over the field.
hamstring getting better, still not ripping around the field, but running at least... and played probably 15 or 16 points... been 6 weeks now, w/ 1.5 weeks to tournament... a one day, 4 games to win deal...
more to follow.
3 year record in bend city league.... 36-1, 2 trophies...
the stress is palpable
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
league, continued.
rematch tonight... a missed game... lightning.
it was the 'b' team (the a team graduated on sunday) plus a. talbot and myself...
won... 13-9 ish.
personal: uh, running... at 85%? 85% is a big jump from 80%. but i made a few downfield moves. no big breaks to the endzone, but some comeback cuts.
thoughts: the kids just need to 'run.' they are doing well at thinking through the offense, and making smart cuts... but there is far too much thinking about the cut...
my advice... just run. we'll adjust for errors... but lets' be a team that runs first, thinks later.
sorry boston.
played 17 or 18 points. did you ever notice, there is a certain point where an ultimate game is no work at all, and a certain point where you get a little tired.... minor point... i called d. nace on a 'violation' where he threw from about 8 feet in after an out of bounds 'ran in w/out checking feet'... i called violation before he even checked it in... throw was a goal... it came back... i told him, look even if you'd turned it over... i'd have given it back... i think a t.o. would have been a t.o.... but... i mean... i felt bad enough, up 4 to be mildly ticky tack....
but i mean, i wasn't even marking....
6 and 0, good victory margin (4-6)... kids are fine....
rematch tonight... a missed game... lightning.
it was the 'b' team (the a team graduated on sunday) plus a. talbot and myself...
won... 13-9 ish.
personal: uh, running... at 85%? 85% is a big jump from 80%. but i made a few downfield moves. no big breaks to the endzone, but some comeback cuts.
thoughts: the kids just need to 'run.' they are doing well at thinking through the offense, and making smart cuts... but there is far too much thinking about the cut...
my advice... just run. we'll adjust for errors... but lets' be a team that runs first, thinks later.
sorry boston.
played 17 or 18 points. did you ever notice, there is a certain point where an ultimate game is no work at all, and a certain point where you get a little tired.... minor point... i called d. nace on a 'violation' where he threw from about 8 feet in after an out of bounds 'ran in w/out checking feet'... i called violation before he even checked it in... throw was a goal... it came back... i told him, look even if you'd turned it over... i'd have given it back... i think a t.o. would have been a t.o.... but... i mean... i felt bad enough, up 4 to be mildly ticky tack....
but i mean, i wasn't even marking....
6 and 0, good victory margin (4-6)... kids are fine....
Sunday, June 04, 2006
my first cleats
my first cleats...
well not exactly. i played soccer for 10 years as a child, and other than one inexplicable year where my parents didn't feel i needed them (which was weird, since i was playing on the supposedly elite 'kangaroo team'... elite because we had jerseys, and a mascot in a kangaroo suit who would come to the games and never talk. i still don't know who was in that suit. i do remember that our goalie was j.c., who was m.c. (the coaches) son... he was bad...but i remember my first ultimate cleats.
i had sprained my ankle in the yellowstone employee touch football challenge game, lodgepole lodge (the lodgepole longpoles) vs. everyone else... it was actually a break, but i wouldn't find that out for several years when i finally, for another sprain, had an xray...anyway, moving to eugene, i moved in w/ oregon players gb and cf, and heard about this game ultimate. i had never seen it. i had certainly never played it. i was vaguely aware that this one fraternity at my first college played it a lot.it sounded cool.
so, while still limping around, i bought cleats. i waited exactly 6 weeks from the 'sprain', per the docs instructions... ankle more or less stable, i strapped on my champion high tops, only one size too big, and went to my first practice. and there in the summer of 1990, at the fields by the oregon track, i began playing ultimate...
i was terrible, of course. my first memory is being taught a 3 fingered flick by some leaguer. my next memory is playing at sectionals, w/ some swilly team (but did have some old heavy guy who had played w/ the flying circus)... it turned out it was sectionals, which would cost me my elligibillity some years later. i'm not happy about the loss of that year of elligibillity, but i think it only fair that the UPA should send me the newsletters i never got.by the end of my 6 months in eugene, i thought i was far better than i was. at my last practice, i caught huck after huck from mike wing w/ c.f. diving behind me.i thought i was the sh!^.
today i finished up as the tournament director for the oregon hs tournament. and it made me reflect on my early days...
it's not a bad career, 6 nationals (3 w/ Chain, 3 w/ sockeye), 2 college nationals, 3 worlds... but... no championships.
bummer.
but its had its moments...
lowlight: played w/ a team of legends of boston at the boulder in 1994, and lost a game, then jumped ship to play w/ a bunch of NYNY stars and lost the rest of the games. i was, you guessed it, the only person to lose every game at that tournament...
highlight? probably worlds '02. playing w/ sockeye, in my 2nd year w/ them... played a near flawless tournament (albeit, w/ some restrictions on playing time), until i had like 4 goals and 4 assists against furious... i suspect that the game for bronze meant less for furious than for me... but i caught the game winner w/ a move i'd like to patent... i jabbed for the cone... and a young, but already obviously very talented oscar grabbed my jersey... i pulled up, said calmly... 'hey, don't...' and bolted for the cone, and caught the game winner and looked down to see my foot land just inside the line... yeah team.
along the way, couple poultry days wins, a fist full of seattle and bend league championships, a couple of upa newsletters appearances and some nice photos... most in the 'pre digital era'. shit. now, everytime there's a tournament, there's 800 pictures...
favorite tourney, is still, ironically, my unbelievably worst ever finish, some awful result in st. andrews... but what a tournament that was...
more to follow...
unlike literary genius kd, i promise no great prose this summer. but i do promise more. and i look forward to reading some classic blog entries... and writing some long pointless ones myself...
well not exactly. i played soccer for 10 years as a child, and other than one inexplicable year where my parents didn't feel i needed them (which was weird, since i was playing on the supposedly elite 'kangaroo team'... elite because we had jerseys, and a mascot in a kangaroo suit who would come to the games and never talk. i still don't know who was in that suit. i do remember that our goalie was j.c., who was m.c. (the coaches) son... he was bad...but i remember my first ultimate cleats.
i had sprained my ankle in the yellowstone employee touch football challenge game, lodgepole lodge (the lodgepole longpoles) vs. everyone else... it was actually a break, but i wouldn't find that out for several years when i finally, for another sprain, had an xray...anyway, moving to eugene, i moved in w/ oregon players gb and cf, and heard about this game ultimate. i had never seen it. i had certainly never played it. i was vaguely aware that this one fraternity at my first college played it a lot.it sounded cool.
so, while still limping around, i bought cleats. i waited exactly 6 weeks from the 'sprain', per the docs instructions... ankle more or less stable, i strapped on my champion high tops, only one size too big, and went to my first practice. and there in the summer of 1990, at the fields by the oregon track, i began playing ultimate...
i was terrible, of course. my first memory is being taught a 3 fingered flick by some leaguer. my next memory is playing at sectionals, w/ some swilly team (but did have some old heavy guy who had played w/ the flying circus)... it turned out it was sectionals, which would cost me my elligibillity some years later. i'm not happy about the loss of that year of elligibillity, but i think it only fair that the UPA should send me the newsletters i never got.by the end of my 6 months in eugene, i thought i was far better than i was. at my last practice, i caught huck after huck from mike wing w/ c.f. diving behind me.i thought i was the sh!^.
today i finished up as the tournament director for the oregon hs tournament. and it made me reflect on my early days...
it's not a bad career, 6 nationals (3 w/ Chain, 3 w/ sockeye), 2 college nationals, 3 worlds... but... no championships.
bummer.
but its had its moments...
lowlight: played w/ a team of legends of boston at the boulder in 1994, and lost a game, then jumped ship to play w/ a bunch of NYNY stars and lost the rest of the games. i was, you guessed it, the only person to lose every game at that tournament...
highlight? probably worlds '02. playing w/ sockeye, in my 2nd year w/ them... played a near flawless tournament (albeit, w/ some restrictions on playing time), until i had like 4 goals and 4 assists against furious... i suspect that the game for bronze meant less for furious than for me... but i caught the game winner w/ a move i'd like to patent... i jabbed for the cone... and a young, but already obviously very talented oscar grabbed my jersey... i pulled up, said calmly... 'hey, don't...' and bolted for the cone, and caught the game winner and looked down to see my foot land just inside the line... yeah team.
along the way, couple poultry days wins, a fist full of seattle and bend league championships, a couple of upa newsletters appearances and some nice photos... most in the 'pre digital era'. shit. now, everytime there's a tournament, there's 800 pictures...
favorite tourney, is still, ironically, my unbelievably worst ever finish, some awful result in st. andrews... but what a tournament that was...
more to follow...
unlike literary genius kd, i promise no great prose this summer. but i do promise more. and i look forward to reading some classic blog entries... and writing some long pointless ones myself...
Saturday, May 13, 2006
league...
da kids... are 2-0. I was dnp (dl) or for game one, a 13-8 victory... in game 2, thursday, i was probable, but played a couple points... it MAY have been a bit premature on the hammy, but nothing 'sharp' during the event itself... 13-2 for the kids... current state of workouts... 1200 trot/jog, 6 x 100 high knees (slow), 600 brisk jog, 6 x 100 easy butt kicks, 600 'run'... and now i'm up to the sprints... or in my case, a couple points of mellow ultimate... i.e., cover a handler, work at the mark, put it into the endzone... apparently, though there is a league rule that 'designated adults' talbot and smith may not actually be on the field at the same time... that was news to me...
last night, the kids defended their 'central oregon' title w/ a 6-5 (whew) win over sisters and a 5-0 over mt. view in STRONG up and down win. Of the 'starters' who were there, when played as a unit, they scored up wind at a good clip... the problem was, the kids got out of a car at 3:45 and played 10 minutes later against a team that had been warming up an hour... oh, and the game to 11 became a game to 7 at 5 all by fiat of host... needless to say, i changed the substitution patterns... but good practice for the kids to finish w/ the pressure on... we talked about the value of intensity in practice afterword... not a bad job missing several of the better players...
tough: i try to sub as deeply as possible and win the game, but it's really amazing how quickly a team can be let into a game... most significantly, a game to '7' is really kind of short... 3 weekends to state: focus is going to be on 'greater intensity' at practice... and i'll have to split up the teams pretty soon into 'a' and 'b'... beyond that, it's just practicing existing, but rough concepts... trap zone, position man d and helping, stack management, endzone, and cutting...
we're gonna work on 'these 10 simple things...'
got a solid 10 hours of sleep: the school year is working me... and ate some french toast... a note. charging the mp 3 player for the inaugural mt. bike ride of year... going to head up to the snow line and back... hope to get a couple hours out of it...
last night, the kids defended their 'central oregon' title w/ a 6-5 (whew) win over sisters and a 5-0 over mt. view in STRONG up and down win. Of the 'starters' who were there, when played as a unit, they scored up wind at a good clip... the problem was, the kids got out of a car at 3:45 and played 10 minutes later against a team that had been warming up an hour... oh, and the game to 11 became a game to 7 at 5 all by fiat of host... needless to say, i changed the substitution patterns... but good practice for the kids to finish w/ the pressure on... we talked about the value of intensity in practice afterword... not a bad job missing several of the better players...
tough: i try to sub as deeply as possible and win the game, but it's really amazing how quickly a team can be let into a game... most significantly, a game to '7' is really kind of short... 3 weekends to state: focus is going to be on 'greater intensity' at practice... and i'll have to split up the teams pretty soon into 'a' and 'b'... beyond that, it's just practicing existing, but rough concepts... trap zone, position man d and helping, stack management, endzone, and cutting...
we're gonna work on 'these 10 simple things...'
got a solid 10 hours of sleep: the school year is working me... and ate some french toast... a note. charging the mp 3 player for the inaugural mt. bike ride of year... going to head up to the snow line and back... hope to get a couple hours out of it...
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
HAMSTRUNG!!!
hopefully a minor one today... first in years... kids were playing, i did warmups and drills, played a point or two... then threw and ran w/ talbot for an hour, then got into a 'local scrimmage'. for some reason i felt compelled to 'be the first one down on the pull.' after catching and throwing a couple goals... sprinting on pull, right leg cramped up on 'medial anterior hamstring' is that in a non scientific way right... a few inches above inside of right knee... locked up... i'm hopeful it's just a cramp, and the result of 3.5 hours of frisbee...
aside... jerseys in (i'll link to art, it's kind of cool), city league starts thursday... the league: 9 teams, 15 each. We are team 9. The other 8 teams are 120 varied experience players, all adults. My team, the summit high school team w/ me, aaron talbot, and mare schelz. should be interesting. could go either way. I got the hammy, mare hasn't played in a while, and aaron dislocated his trachea... my best hs kid has mono (that's bad for frisbee, i hear)...
more to follow. I served as draft consultant for aaron switzer, so he's got the best adult team. we've got a chance.
luke.
aside... jerseys in (i'll link to art, it's kind of cool), city league starts thursday... the league: 9 teams, 15 each. We are team 9. The other 8 teams are 120 varied experience players, all adults. My team, the summit high school team w/ me, aaron talbot, and mare schelz. should be interesting. could go either way. I got the hammy, mare hasn't played in a while, and aaron dislocated his trachea... my best hs kid has mono (that's bad for frisbee, i hear)...
more to follow. I served as draft consultant for aaron switzer, so he's got the best adult team. we've got a chance.
luke.
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