Saturday, September 8, 2018

BIG FOLDERS

Next Swims:
   Sunday at Noon

Last (attempted) Swim Race:
   Location:  Ohio Street Beach, Chicago
   Saturday 09/08 8 a.m.
   Water temp: 7o degrees?
   Waves: 2-4 feet out of the NorEast
   Clarity: not so much
   Crew: Dragonfly, Mr. A, Itch, Kahuna

Well, somebody had to post a new blog someday, so I guess it's me.  

Here's a picture of your Kru's traveling team ready to race:  



But alas and alack, a bunch of TWO-FACED CHICAGO BEARS FANS:
  • who managed to suck $320 collectively out of our pockets back in March to get us to register for Big Shoulders (plus the expense associated today with  gas, plus parking, plus mileage);
  • who yesterday at noon sent us an email stating "For those nervous folks who keep asking if the race is a go, YES, it’s a go.  In 27 years, we have had once cancellation, and that was 9 foot waves and water spouts on the lake."
  • who managed to get us up this morning at 4:00 a.m.; and
  • who managed not to have the basic human decency to send us an email this morning telling us the race was cancelled;
decided to cancel today's race as we arrived at the beach.  Arrrrrggghhhh!  "But the water temp is a delightful 70 degrees or so, and the waves are only 2 to 4 feet, what do you mean your cancelling the race?!?!" 

But, externalities affect us not, as Frankl tells us that while we cannot avoid suffering, we can choose how to cope with it, find new meaning in it, and move forward with renewed purpose.  Your team chose to deal with the slings and arrows of this morning by going for a short 20 minute fun-and-picturesque swim, taking a team photo with one of our colorful new high-tech swag beach towels (see above), and toasting something or other (it really matters not) with a shot of Killepitsch.  My new purpose in life is henceforth to hate all things Chicago-related (at least for the rest of this weekend), bringing me to: THE BEARS STILL SUCK!  GO PACK GO! 

Tomorrow is another day.  Hope springs eternal in the human breast.  The "sun'll come out tomorrow" (or at least that's the forecast, along with forecasted persistent easterly winds over the next 48 hours).  And the buoy temp looks to be hanging consistently at 66 to 68 degrees over the last 48 hours, so Itch is predicting that tomorrow's swim is going to be the BEST SWIM OF THE SEASON, WITHOUT A DOUBT.  Hope to see you there. 



4 comments:

jamie said...

Don't swim tomorrow, real big waves.
Big shoulders Was and is the worst swim of the season..... just so pissed. Damn! Calm blue ocean....calm blue ocean...calm blue ocean, it's just that everyone is patting the race director on the back and saying how wonderful he is for saving us from moderately choppy water while he's blaming the rescue boats who won't go into moderately choppy water(how good can they be?) ahh, screw it! If you really want to know we'll sit down over a beer and I can tell you properly how big shoulders bites the Big one!

Moondaug said...

...and no doubt, this is why the Pack will kick their FIB a$$'s.

Kahuna said...

Or: Swim tomorrow. Really big waves!

Moondaug said...

Good wishes to all participating in Ironman tomorrow.