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Badgers, Ho!
Poking my head up from black belt training for this year's edition of March Madness. The Badgers lost some of their key players from last year's Final Four team to graduation, so I wasn't sure how it would go. They were up against Pitt in a low-scoring, ugly game, but they managed to win, 47-43. So they'll have at least one more game on Sunday.
In other news, I'm down to the final weeks of training for the black belt. My shoulder has fully recovered. Now I'm just hoping my chronically creaky knees make it through to the end.
In five weeks, Ros and I are doing the dojang's* charity walk. The black belt candidates do an annual four day walk from Toronto to Niagara Falls in support of school programs in the Philippines, Guyana, and Toronto. Ros and I are doing the 25K final day.
In seven weeks, it's Power weekend. That's the final black belt test. You spend all weekend at the dojang, getting little to no sleep as they put you through the wringer, and it all ends in a 5K run on Sunday morning. (For the Pros fans amongst you, think a mini version of SAS selection.)
Before all that happens, I've realized that with the injury and general life stuff, I've fallen way behind in my thousand form. That's the form I'm supposed to do a thousand times before testing. I've run the numbers, and I've got to do the form 15 times a day for the next 49 days. And that's on top of practising all the other forms, keeping up my fitness training and running. Woo hoo.
The end is in sight, and that's a good thing. This is not the sort of pace I could maintain long term, and I fully intend to keel over at the end of it all. But in the meantime, all four of us middle-aged gals who are doing their first degrees are getting together for drinks in a couple of weeks to commiserate and bond.
*Dojang is the Korean version of dojo.
In other news, I'm down to the final weeks of training for the black belt. My shoulder has fully recovered. Now I'm just hoping my chronically creaky knees make it through to the end.
In five weeks, Ros and I are doing the dojang's* charity walk. The black belt candidates do an annual four day walk from Toronto to Niagara Falls in support of school programs in the Philippines, Guyana, and Toronto. Ros and I are doing the 25K final day.
In seven weeks, it's Power weekend. That's the final black belt test. You spend all weekend at the dojang, getting little to no sleep as they put you through the wringer, and it all ends in a 5K run on Sunday morning. (For the Pros fans amongst you, think a mini version of SAS selection.)
Before all that happens, I've realized that with the injury and general life stuff, I've fallen way behind in my thousand form. That's the form I'm supposed to do a thousand times before testing. I've run the numbers, and I've got to do the form 15 times a day for the next 49 days. And that's on top of practising all the other forms, keeping up my fitness training and running. Woo hoo.
The end is in sight, and that's a good thing. This is not the sort of pace I could maintain long term, and I fully intend to keel over at the end of it all. But in the meantime, all four of us middle-aged gals who are doing their first degrees are getting together for drinks in a couple of weeks to commiserate and bond.
*Dojang is the Korean version of dojo.
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I was meaning to ask you about Ros and Harry Potter, and how you were going with the series and whether you've got the play script on pre-order - one can't pass a bookshop here without seeing posters about it!
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Ah, Harry Potter. Apparently The Deathly Hallows was more stressful than she could take. We stalled about a hundred pages in and she's currently refusing to let me read any further. I have hopes we'll get back to it soon, if for no other reason than the Sweetie and I never did manage to see the last movie and we want to see how it all ends.
Fingers crossed I can entice her back with the play script. Or, ya know, a trip to London to *see* the play. Because I'm willing to make sacrifices that way. *g*
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ETA: Oh, and go Badgers! My niece was on campus for a visit and sent me photos. Good lord, it took me back. Although when she told me she was eating in "the union", and then later said it was Unison South, it took me a while to process that and send her towards Memorial Union. It's nearly 30 years since I was a graduate student there. Gah!
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Memorial Union is definitely the place to go. I took Don there years ago when we were doing a tour around Lake Michigan and stopped in Madison for a visit. We had beer on the lakeside terrace and it was lovely. It's been 23 years since I was a grad student there. How is that possible?!
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Best of luck, though it sounds as if you've got the bit between your teeth and won't need it.
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(All that AND you're doing Bistocon. AND I need to send you a check. :sigh:)
We will do the 1,000 form with you, at least in spirit (because it might not look so good if we did it with you in person ;-)).
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As for BistoCon, I have not been too much in that regard of late. I really need to make another post reminding people about sign ups. And the zine! You must contribute to the zine!
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