Monday, 12 December 2005

Holiday Training Plans

Posted by speedygeoff on Monday, December 12, 2005 with 6 comments
"Team Moore will close on Christmas Day and reopen on New Years Day."

So mark in your diaries,
Monday 19/12 Parliament House training
Tuesday 20/12 North Lyneham training
Thursday 22/12 AIS track racing
Monday 26/12 --------
Tuesday 27/12 --------
Thursday 29/12 -------
Monday 2/1 Parliament House training
Tuesday 3/1 North Lyneham training
Thursday 5/1 AIS track training

Apparently there is no Vets track on 5th January so we will go out there for a training session at 5:30pm instead. Then if I'm wrong we won't miss out on racing.

On the 12th, track races resume. I notice there is a "Turkey Walk" on the program. That's right, I do remember seeing a whole lot of athletes practising walking like Turkeys.


  1. Some good athletes like Kevin and myself have been making like turkeys and walking like geese. It's fun doing a technical event - just ask Lauren!

    By the way, Katie... who do you think will win? I'm going for Rafe with Stephanie to place second.

  2. Can't say I can place who Rafe and Stephanie are. Still, they are welcome to join our training group anytime.

    Also I'm not sure that wild geese would walk. In fact that's that whole point, they don't. And at this time of year, the domestic ones would be fattening up.

    Ewen! Get on our wavelength!

    Fly goose fly!

  3. Fly Goose Fly.

    Now has anybody seen one goose flying solo. ??

    And what is the word for a collection of Goose's. (Geese.) ??

  4. Ewen I cannot believe that Geoff doesn't know who Rafe and Stephanie are or that he has not dedicated a whole blog spot to analising why it was, that neither of them won.

    I have been going for Dani for weeks (I just love it when the underdog gets up), so last night when she came in 1st I was ecstatic, in fact I am still excited about it today - haven't you been hearing my cheering - GO DANI GO, YYYYYEEEEEHHHHHHAAAAAAA!!!

    Btw - would you have eaten the chicken?

    And would you have done what Cindy did with her prize? She came 5th Geoff :0)

  5. Katie, you can't blame Geoff for not knowing every promising athlete!

    Rafe was a turkey for not making Dani stick to their alliance. I was going for the ancient veteran athlete Gary.

    There's no way I would have eaten the chicken (I'm a turkey). If I were Cindy I wouldn't have kept the car as I already have a bike and a car! I would have gone for the glory of possibly winning!

  6. Fly Goose Fly

    This is the article which appeared in August 2004 Vetrunner at page 22.


    Our athletic club is great for the development of health, fitness, and quality of life, but how do we get the message across to those friends out there that would benefit by joining us?
    The following story I adapted from an ebook by Danish author Søren Kierkegaard, called “Provocations”, free on the internet.

    Every time wild geese go on their amazing migratory journey, they fly along, not too far above ground, and call out to any geese on the ground to join them in their flight.

    When the flight of the wild geese is heard in the air and there are tame geese down on the ground, the tame geese are instantly aware of it and to a certain degree they understand what it means. Some of them even start to run along, beating their wings, cry out in awkward, confused disorder – but they are just mimicking the flying birds, they never lift off.

    There was once a wild goose. In the autumn, about the time for migration, it became aware of some tame geese. It thought it a shame to fly away from them, and hoped to win them over so that they would decide to go along with it on the flight.

    It tried to entice them to rise a little higher and then again a little higher in their flight, that they might, if possible, accompany it in the flight, saved from the wretched, mediocre life of waddling around on the earth as respectable, tame geese.

    At first, the tame geese thought it very entertaining and liked the wild goose. But soon they became tired of it, and drove it away with sharp words, censuring it as a visionary fool devoid of experience and wisdom.

    In a certain sense there was something admirable about what the wild goose wanted. Nevertheless, it was a mistake, for a tame goose never becomes a wild goose, but a wild goose can certainly become a tame goose. If what the wild goose tried to do is to be commended in any way, then it must above all watch out for one thing – that it itself become like the tame geese. As soon as it notices that the tame geese have any kind of power over it, then away, away in migratory flight.

    Our sport is not exactly like this.
    True, an athlete who is fit and healthy and full of life is as different from the ordinary person as the wild goose is from the tame goose. But for us, there is always hope that a tame goose might become a wild goose. So if anyone says you are silly and undignified because you are still playing outdoor sport “at your time of life”, you know what to tell them. You are a wild goose and you are proud of it. Resist the temptation to sink back into “wretched mediocrity”!

    Fly goose fly!