Summer Sun

Hiya;

A ball breaker work week made a Friday arvo beer taste that much better. I was sharing it with Shane on the fast ferry to Manly for his missus 30th birthday celebrations. Spent a little time unwinding in the insular peninsular but didn't stay too long. Headed back home at a very responsible time.

I did the honourable thing on Saturday and chauffeured my Nonna around Sydney visiting some of her old friends she hadn't see in years. She'd been hassling me for months to take her and i'd put it off too long. Big brownie points in the bag, think i'm back in the will.

Sunday was another glorious day, one of several over the last few weekends. It was also the last nippers for the year and Bodhi's come a long way since starting. We're super proud of the little pink cap. He swims, he runs, he boards. He's not the fastest, strongest or most buoyant but he gets in a gives it a crack which is all it takes to paint a big grin on my face and see the value of persevering with it. 
We hung around the beach till after midday enjoying the blissful weather. Santa even popped by on a rubber ducky handing out ice blocks.

Gotta love summer,
Minas.

Tri Callala

Hiya;


Bodhi and I enjoyed early marks on Friday. The Lovely Samantha picked us up and we all headed 3hrs South to Callala Beach on Jervis bay where we’d hired a house for the triathlon weekend.

Saturday was one of those cracking beach days that will linger for the summer. Bodhi and I wandered down to the white sandy bay and were greeted by a dolphin and her calf just off the glassy calm shore. We did a bit of nippers training, sun baking, chillaxing, sand castling and swimming, all the time being sun drenched in lovely summer sun. Sam missed all this in favour of a 3 hour round trip to a market which turned out was cancelled. By the time she returned in the arvo, the wind had kicked up, the weather turned grim and the sea a right mess.

Sunday – triathlon. The weather wasn’t great, the wind horrible, the sea grey and incredibly angry. The dolphins replcaed by sharks (in my mind atleast). I acquitted myself admirably, but the main question on everyone’s lips was just how much time does a new bike buy? About ten and a half minutes as it turns out, or looking at it another way - about $300 per minute of time saved.

Sam also did us proud completing the enticer triathlon in a very handy 32 minutes (on her crappy old bike no less).
Long tired drive home to pizzas and a welcome bed.
See ya,
Minas.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Hey;

Either my work related insomnia is catching up with me, or the conversation was boring. Either way on Friday night at an end of year Kindergarten parents drinks session, I was yawning by 9pm and asleep at home on the couch by 9:30. The lovely Samantha hung around and made the most of the social event, in fact bringing home company…a not so friendly hangover.

Saturday was a real scorcher - 36 degrees and humid as hell. We did our best to stay indoors. Being the 1^st of December, we put up our bloody big Christmas tree. Each year I make the same joke about Martin Place wondering where its giant tree is. The furniture needs to be re-arranged to accommodate it and all I can say is thank God for 10 foot ceilings. Bodhi was giddy with delight, quite beside himself really, insisting on wearing fake antlers to harness the yuletide decorator within. Paper chains are big this year.

Sunday was thankfully cooler and suffering from Saturday’s cabin fever, we went for a day trip to Manly Dam. What an awesome place! Picnic, BBQ areas, swimming, and several kilometres of nature trails – bloody brilliant! Such is the terrain that you’d be forgiven for thinking you were stuck somewhere in the Aussie scrub rather than surrounded by urban sprawl.

Home to much procrastination about training (triathlon coming up this weekend). Pro triathletes supposedly don’t train in the final week before an event…at least I think I heard that somewhere.

Wish me luck,

Minas.