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On Lost Weekends in June
Jun. 18th, 2018 10:24 amA very nice weekend although it felt a little time pressured. Football dominated.
Firstly, P3 football in the rain and in the middle of the Pride 5k (?) run. The Captain scored twice in a 5-2 win. He seemed pleased with that. There was definately a coaching reaction to last week's performance with more emphasis on passing and the Tikky Takky style.
My sister returned from the coast with my brother in law and niece. My niece is now crawling. She is fine and chubby and smiles when she see me. She spent five minutes stroking the Captain's face. She's very sweet. They all seem to be doing well.
MLW and the Captain disappeared out ot buy me a Father's Day present. I got a second card.
I watched plucky Argentina hang on for the draw against the mightly Iceland and tournament wild cards Brazil sneak a draw against the silky smooth cowbell and alpenhorn footbal of the Swiss Confederation.
MLW and I went out to my pal's 50th birthday. It was nice to be out, but we didn't know anyone else there and were feeling a little too tired to work the room so we hung out in the bar and headed home early via a nice wine bar in Quartermile.
Sunday brought a barbeque. I think I have the measure of my Dad's barbeque. A double load of charcoal lasts for 2 hours from first flame. It burns quite hot for the first twenty minutes after the flames die down so I think that's the time to do food that copes well with a hot grill. Things like beef or lamb steak or halloumi cheese and then put the more troublesome things on after that. I might try making some damper next time.
After cooking it was time for my first proper rehearsal for Skirt. Great fun. I have a lovely little part, very funny, in a cracking scence. Perfectly contained and stand alone. The rehearsal went well. I had spent some plenty of time thinking about the character so arrived prepared to do the work. I'm working with three other very competent actors so things should go smootly. (By compentent I don't mean that they have a modest amount of acting talent. I mean that they have the ability to think about their character, take direction, interact positively with the other cast, make suggestions, do or not do things that are required of them, not have angst - get on with the work in a business like way. They are also amongst the most talented actors in the troupe so that's a nice.
Back to Dad's for a beer and then home for bedtime and the Bridge and an early night.
This morning, some more weight lifting. Several sets at 100 kgs. I think I have partially solved the problem with my grip by changing my stance a little so that my hands are closer together. This appears to be putting less demand on my forearms and allows me to use more of my thumb when gripping both of which really seemed to help with the grip strength and endurance. I think I will take the deadlift weight up to 150 kgs and then shift focus to some upper body work and to flattening my stomach.
Firstly, P3 football in the rain and in the middle of the Pride 5k (?) run. The Captain scored twice in a 5-2 win. He seemed pleased with that. There was definately a coaching reaction to last week's performance with more emphasis on passing and the Tikky Takky style.
My sister returned from the coast with my brother in law and niece. My niece is now crawling. She is fine and chubby and smiles when she see me. She spent five minutes stroking the Captain's face. She's very sweet. They all seem to be doing well.
MLW and the Captain disappeared out ot buy me a Father's Day present. I got a second card.
I watched plucky Argentina hang on for the draw against the mightly Iceland and tournament wild cards Brazil sneak a draw against the silky smooth cowbell and alpenhorn footbal of the Swiss Confederation.
MLW and I went out to my pal's 50th birthday. It was nice to be out, but we didn't know anyone else there and were feeling a little too tired to work the room so we hung out in the bar and headed home early via a nice wine bar in Quartermile.
Sunday brought a barbeque. I think I have the measure of my Dad's barbeque. A double load of charcoal lasts for 2 hours from first flame. It burns quite hot for the first twenty minutes after the flames die down so I think that's the time to do food that copes well with a hot grill. Things like beef or lamb steak or halloumi cheese and then put the more troublesome things on after that. I might try making some damper next time.
After cooking it was time for my first proper rehearsal for Skirt. Great fun. I have a lovely little part, very funny, in a cracking scence. Perfectly contained and stand alone. The rehearsal went well. I had spent some plenty of time thinking about the character so arrived prepared to do the work. I'm working with three other very competent actors so things should go smootly. (By compentent I don't mean that they have a modest amount of acting talent. I mean that they have the ability to think about their character, take direction, interact positively with the other cast, make suggestions, do or not do things that are required of them, not have angst - get on with the work in a business like way. They are also amongst the most talented actors in the troupe so that's a nice.
Back to Dad's for a beer and then home for bedtime and the Bridge and an early night.
This morning, some more weight lifting. Several sets at 100 kgs. I think I have partially solved the problem with my grip by changing my stance a little so that my hands are closer together. This appears to be putting less demand on my forearms and allows me to use more of my thumb when gripping both of which really seemed to help with the grip strength and endurance. I think I will take the deadlift weight up to 150 kgs and then shift focus to some upper body work and to flattening my stomach.
