Thursday, July 06, 2006

Meet the coaches

july 7 - 2006

the world of academia unfolds around me like a lotus flower...

as corny as that sounds I now have renewed appreciation for my kids
To think they endured the slings and arrows of outrageous school life for the past _____ years is impressive to me.

I've only been here four days and I am pooped.
Excited - but pooped./

tonight at dinner Lunch Lady took me away from the breaded sole (24% sodium intake) and took me to the other side of the diner (where just yesterday I swore I would not go) and suggested some grilled chicken, Saltless.

Throw in some sticky rice and some veggies - bam - you've got a meal fit for a hypertensive male in his fifties. (that's a term that was used today in a lecture on physiology.
Made me feel more like a specimen than at any other time in my life.

I also got a chance to talk with some terrific coaches today, including the coach of the national rugby team.
Great Guy. Great approach.
And another coach from Alberta who truly understands what a gift it is to be here.
And another one who had her first introduction to big time out-of-town competition at the BC Games (Basketball) that I supervised way back in my early days at Chilliwack Secondary.
Small World.

more later

the previous "late" was a typo, not an intention to be more than I am.
I am not now, nor ever have been, a member of the Surfing Underbelly of California.

No word as yet form the s/s cru.

In honour of the good old days of he BC Summer Games in the "Wack:
Bruce Springsteen "Glory Days"

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