Proud Whoosh

Weekend wrapup:

Volleyball on the rooftop of the Strathcona was awesome. After only playing for a few minutes I had to take a quick breather and tape up my wrist. Landing on it in the sand was causing a little pain, and I didn’t want to reinjure it. After taping, all was excellent. After cleaning up and showering, the v-ballers reconvened on Todd and Lisa’s for an excellent BBQ. V-ball and BBQ were both in celebration of Todd’s birthday.

Sunday morning arrived too quickly. The alarm went off at 6 so Sue could get to her triathlon by 7. I lounged around at home a bit, then headed over to watch her race. She did great, and I was very proud of her. After the race, we went home, got cleaned up, grabbed the pooch, and headed downtown to watch the elite mens race in the Bastion Square Grand Prix. What a thrill. The guys are so powerful and fast. The noise that comes off the peleton as they zip by was amazing. It definitely sounds like a whoosh.

We grabbed some Blenz drinks (coffee for me a hot chocolate for Sue) on the way back to the vehicle, then headed home for some rest. Well, Sue rested, I worked on the computer and imported my old content.

To top the weekend off, Sue and I went to Spinnakers Brewpub for some dinner and dessert. I had an excellent prime rib dinner alongside my pint of Mitchell’s Extra Special Bitter (ESB). Mmmmm, yummy.