I heard about the combonym carcheology; digging out your car after a snowstorm. Thanks to Caren Lissner.
No problem for me having no car. But up north, I come from, loads of snow has been fallen the last days. It's icy now, temperatures of -15 C tonight. We are hoping for the Elfstedentocht. The last one was in 1997.
Standing on top of the world I see ....... Life is like climbing a mountain and cope with difficulties and setbacks, resulting in enjoying the perfect view. Eventually that's what this blog is about. With a smile I say it's climbing Maslows mountain.
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Sunday, January 03, 2010
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Monday, January 05, 2009
Back to work
After a holiday since December 25 today was the first day of being back in office.
This is the time for new resolutions. I have at least one: I have to start cooking earlier. I'm fed up eating at 8:30/9:00 pm.
Another thing I got to bear in mind is fail-ability and reflexivity, after reading books of Soros.
At work it's business as usual that means a lot of work to do. Tomorrow morning my co-worker and I have an evaluation of estimated costs in the future.
Tonight will be cold -10C to -15C. That's the cold we need to be able to organize a Dutch championship speedskating on natural ice over 100 kilometer. Probably it will be held on Thursday January 8. Tomorrow, maximum temperature -5C
It's crisis :(, but we can skate and that's good for the attitude of the Dutch.
This is the time for new resolutions. I have at least one: I have to start cooking earlier. I'm fed up eating at 8:30/9:00 pm.
Another thing I got to bear in mind is fail-ability and reflexivity, after reading books of Soros.
At work it's business as usual that means a lot of work to do. Tomorrow morning my co-worker and I have an evaluation of estimated costs in the future.
Tonight will be cold -10C to -15C. That's the cold we need to be able to organize a Dutch championship speedskating on natural ice over 100 kilometer. Probably it will be held on Thursday January 8. Tomorrow, maximum temperature -5C
It's crisis :(, but we can skate and that's good for the attitude of the Dutch.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
The relation between speed skating and my rehab.
Last night and the night before I saw the ice speed skating finals in Calgary, Canada.
I had to stay up till 1.30 Am to see the last ride on the 5 K between 2 Dutch skaters.
Sven Kramer and Carl Verheijen were the best on the distance. The first won the cup in a new World record.
It was worth for me to stay up all night only because of the record. Next week there will the World championships on several distances. Another weekend being late is not something I'll probably do. I'll see it on the breakfast news or in the evening.
Going to bed late isn't a healthy thing to do for me. I makes the day after a mess.
You see I need some structure in my life. You can say that it's the result of the accident I had when I was 14.
I was cycling to school when a car hit me in the back. I flew through the air and landed with my head on a stone. The result was a 3 weeks coma. In total I was hospitalized for 3 months. After that I had 2 months rehabilitation in a rehab center in Beesterzwaag (province of Friesland).
(So that's why I've been in a rehab and my dismissal 25 years ago, for your knowing Ocean)
This is also the relation suggested in the title
In those days I had a very strange feeling. A spiritual feeling. I saw something, I felt something and I spoke with someone in my mind. I didn't have to worry. If I wanted I could walk over water, even if I couldn't walk. Everything would work out fine.
When I got compliments that my recovery goes well I said that it just happens. It was like being in a roller-coaster, but in fact it was only going up, up and up. Getting stronger I felt the anger inside.
In no-time I was back on track on the same school which I didn't get to on the day of the accident.
On March 1 1982 I started on a lower level. I was thrown back 1 year.
Somewhere in april I broke down when I cycled back home from school. I don't know how I got home, cycling 20 K. But when I got there I slept for days. When I woke up my parents arranged a new school in the village we lived in. No more cycling.
I had to stay up till 1.30 Am to see the last ride on the 5 K between 2 Dutch skaters.
Sven Kramer and Carl Verheijen were the best on the distance. The first won the cup in a new World record.
It was worth for me to stay up all night only because of the record. Next week there will the World championships on several distances. Another weekend being late is not something I'll probably do. I'll see it on the breakfast news or in the evening.
Going to bed late isn't a healthy thing to do for me. I makes the day after a mess.
You see I need some structure in my life. You can say that it's the result of the accident I had when I was 14.
I was cycling to school when a car hit me in the back. I flew through the air and landed with my head on a stone. The result was a 3 weeks coma. In total I was hospitalized for 3 months. After that I had 2 months rehabilitation in a rehab center in Beesterzwaag (province of Friesland).
(So that's why I've been in a rehab and my dismissal 25 years ago, for your knowing Ocean)
This is also the relation suggested in the title
In those days I had a very strange feeling. A spiritual feeling. I saw something, I felt something and I spoke with someone in my mind. I didn't have to worry. If I wanted I could walk over water, even if I couldn't walk. Everything would work out fine.
When I got compliments that my recovery goes well I said that it just happens. It was like being in a roller-coaster, but in fact it was only going up, up and up. Getting stronger I felt the anger inside.
In no-time I was back on track on the same school which I didn't get to on the day of the accident.
On March 1 1982 I started on a lower level. I was thrown back 1 year.
Somewhere in april I broke down when I cycled back home from school. I don't know how I got home, cycling 20 K. But when I got there I slept for days. When I woke up my parents arranged a new school in the village we lived in. No more cycling.
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