Thursday, October 11, 2007

She's My Maniac!

On Saturday I made the 90 minute drive from Petaluma up through Napa's fall spotted vineyards to beautiful Lake Berryessa (a place in the Bay Area I had never been in my entire 30 years of residency in the area) to watch Jen kick butt in her first ever Triathlon, the Tri Girl Tri. Last year Jen's best friend, Mel (on the left in the picture below) raced the race and Jen went to cheer her on. While she was there, she caught the bug.

Over the last year Jennifer joined the YMCA, took their boot camp fitness classes, started swimming, running and biking, bought a bike to take out on the roads and even adjusted her diet (including giving up alcohol for a month) as she walked the walk (or more accurately swam the swim, road the ride, and ran the run) of training for a demanding event like a triathlon. Then come Friday, she and her cohorts headed for the hills, camping out on the lake the night before, going to bed early in the evening and rising with the sun on race day.

All I had to do was get my butt out of bed and drive up to the lake, and frankly THAT was a daunting task (I got lost twice). Jen and her friends Mel and Kaylynn (seen below) were up and in the water at 9:00 am. What's more... they were SMILING about it! Jen was smiling all the way... or at least she was smiling whenever she came into public view. I'm thinking that she probably wasn't smiling at about mile 10 on the bike when, as she described it herself, she had "Maniac" playing in her head as she kept her legs peddling as fast as they would go 1-2-1-2-1-2...

Jen not only met her goal times, but exceeded them in each leg of the event. She completed the entire race in two hours, twenty one minutes and fortyfive point six seconds, and she did it in fine form.

For me, the whole event, and everything that goes into it, is another one of those moments when I look at the world in amazement and say with Jack Nicholson, "Look what people can do." Just being in the environment and watching my daughter, her friends, and all the other women taking on the challenge was enough to inspire me, and move me to take action for myself. Everything about the atmosphere is a feeling that I crave. The energy, the supporters, the announcers... the endorphins. The gestalt of a fitness event is something that charges me up and makes me want to be better in my own life.

This year's Tri Girl Tri was followed on Sunday by the first all men's Tri at the same event. At the end of her event, while she was STILL smiling, I told Jen that I wanted to do the race next year and that she has to come and do it too. This is the strategy she used on Mel this year... I guess we'll see if it works on her.

Either way... I'm proud of you Jen.. you and your maniac friends.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Annie Lennox Sings!


I've been a fan of the angel voice of Annie Lennox since I first heard her rip through the wash of Dave Stewart's guitar in the Eurhythmics and their take no prisoners attack on musical mediocrity sucked me in and wouldn't let go. I gained a whole new way of looking at my "call to ministry" when Annie belted out her instructions regarding a certainMissionary Man.

In the time since that time she seems to just keep moving forward, leaping higher, digging deeper; getting broader, stronger, more interesting and more amazing with each album.

Her new album - Songs of Mass Destruction - which came out today, is probably the only entertainment material in the universe that could, in my mind, upstage the release today of The Boss's new album, Magic.

And with one song - "Womankind" - she reasserts the great big thing I most love about everything she does. In what she sings, says and becomes - with the entire personna that she creates - Annie shows me just why, and just how much, I really love the reality that is WOMAN.

In addition... the album features an incredible "Choir of 23" joining an astonishing choir of women from South Africa on the song SING! a truly mesmerizing musical call to arms for the struggle to stop the continuing spread of HIV/AIDS in Africa. To accompany the song, there is a website where you can get information on what's going on with this deeply important mission.

This is where art and life meet in the middle of the pavement... the place where the passion that rises when voices are raised is put to use to change the way of the world.

Sing My Sister Sing! Let Your Voice Be Heard!

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Things that make ya go.... Hmmmmmmmm


Tropical Storm... KAREN is forming way over in the Eastern Atlantic and all I have to say about that is... better watch out!

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

ARRRRRRRGGGGGHHH!


It's International Talk Like A Pirate Day So... Shiver me timbers! and Prepare to be Boarded!

Go take a look at The Pirate Nord's page.... He should be ashamed of himself frankly, but since the Bucanners beat the Saints on Sunday I won't push it too much.

You might want to hoist yaself some Rum or some such excuse for scalawag behavior...

Me... well, I've got my own Scalawag behavior in mind!

Arrrrrggggghhhhh!

Friday, September 14, 2007

I'm Younger Than That Now...

Busting my buns to get some work done before taking three days of vacation (the first vacation I've had since I can remember) the best rock and roll song ever comes on to describe the reality I am feeling right now in my life.

I've spent many many years being sincere, angry, urgent, right, wrong, smart, stupid, efficient, inefficient, capable, less than capable, and always very very CLEAR...

Well... That's not how I'm feeling right now.
Right now I'm feeling like I need to find my soul.

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Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

-My Back Pages - Bob Dylan


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Thanks Karen... see ya'll on the other side of the Sierra