Tests, Pirates and Bikes

Riding the median
Originally uploaded by igal_lel

The weekend was an interesting roller coaster.

Saturday morning I was supposed to have my test at Elmcrest fist thing in the morning, and then in the afternoon I was supposed to have a practical lesson on Massage.

The teacher who was giving the practical and supervising the test arrived and apologized to the class, There had been a bit of a mix up and the test had not been printed yet. We had the practical class first and then we would have the test.

Oh Joy.

Yes certainly, please go right ahead and extend my agony (and the agony of twenty other people in this room) by another four hours.

No problem.

Finally we got the test, and I am feeling superstitious about saying it (or blogging in for that matter) but I feel, well... pretty darn good.

*crosses fingers*

(wont know the results until the end of the week. Hurumph.)

Saturday night Igal and I got together with Chris and had dinner at Murphy's Law and went across the street to the movie theater to see the third installment of "Pirates of the Caribbean". The plot had holes you could drive a freight train through, but it was still good fun any way . If you are looking for some mindless entertainment I highly recommend it, just don't expect it to make a lot of sense. There were entire scenes, characters and plot devices that the three of us later agreed, added nothing to the telling of the story.

Very pretty, but not so much with the the plot.

After the movie we drove Chris home and got the grand tour of the new house by Chris and his shmoopie Albert. Though I felt like we could talk all night with Chris and Albert we headed home to get ready for the Becel Ride for Heart the next morning.

Sunday Morning we got a call from Lana at 6am. She wanted to know if we were on our way to the start of the ride. We were riding the 50 K loop and not the 75K loop so our start time was at 8:15 am and not 7:15 am like Lana had been led to believe.

We told Lana to wait for us and I rolled over and went back to sleep. We arrived in plenty of time for our start, but Lana was nowhere to be found. After a flurry of cellphone calls (god how did we ever survive before cell phones?) We found out that Lana had gotten cold sitting around and waiting for us and so she left without us.

Wench.

Last year I had resolved to get a fancy road bike and "smoke Lana's Ass" on this ride.

Sadly Lana's ass was nowhere to be found.

Next year Lana... I'll be ready for you....

The Haggis and I had a wonderful (and FAST) ride. My fancy road bike made me very happy and the Haggis borrowed a Co-workers very squeaky but functional road bike. we shaved a solid half hour off our time and reached speeds of 43 KM per hour.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

There are two more rides like that this year.
I want to to both of them.