Hokay
Yesterday. Tori's birthday. Blog's birthday. Three years. Haven't blogged for about three weeks. But why?
I AM LE TIRED.
But seriously, my internet's buggered up in the house yet again, plus a certain factor has been distracting me. My bad.
So, in brief, but WITH pictures...
Head of the Taff 2007: Morning we raced in fours, afternoon in an eight. My seat came off after a few hundred metres of the 3.4km and I did the rest of the race sliding on my arse, with consequent huge oozing sores. Yummy.
The next weekend: OTC Royal Engineers Competition, Minley Barracks, Surrey. Endurance run with a stretcher made of a chunk of tank track (team pictured below, after the general group one), command task, bridge building and boat race. I ended up being 'RBS Six Nations Man of the Weekend' for being extra specially good. I ran myself sick, as did everyone. I was supposed to sit out the command task to be used as brawn for the more physical tasks, but I substituted in behind the judge's back on the command task because I'd figured out where they were going wrong. Towers of Hanoi with tractor tyres, elementary, doncha know. I apparently lobbed bits of steel bridge girder around like a loon, in the same testosterone fuelled neanderthal rage that saw me taking over the assault boat we were paddling and beasting everyone on from the back. I'd be an awesome rowing cox, if only I were 40 kilograms lighter. Oh, and I forgot to mention the Hawaiian party on Saturday night. Awesome stuff.
Before leaving Cardiff
After the endurance race
Hawaiian carnage
And finally, this weekend Cardiff Company played Exeter UOTC at football. They had their names embroidered on their team jackets. We had this...
Check out the goalie kit... Go Sweden!
The girls, plus 3 of our guys to make up the numbers including me in goal, won 4-1. We lost 2-1, which we thought wasn't bad really, then went to the OTC bar to watch England lose to Wales. Gutted.
Word.
I AM LE TIRED.
But seriously, my internet's buggered up in the house yet again, plus a certain factor has been distracting me. My bad.
So, in brief, but WITH pictures...
Head of the Taff 2007: Morning we raced in fours, afternoon in an eight. My seat came off after a few hundred metres of the 3.4km and I did the rest of the race sliding on my arse, with consequent huge oozing sores. Yummy.
The next weekend: OTC Royal Engineers Competition, Minley Barracks, Surrey. Endurance run with a stretcher made of a chunk of tank track (team pictured below, after the general group one), command task, bridge building and boat race. I ended up being 'RBS Six Nations Man of the Weekend' for being extra specially good. I ran myself sick, as did everyone. I was supposed to sit out the command task to be used as brawn for the more physical tasks, but I substituted in behind the judge's back on the command task because I'd figured out where they were going wrong. Towers of Hanoi with tractor tyres, elementary, doncha know. I apparently lobbed bits of steel bridge girder around like a loon, in the same testosterone fuelled neanderthal rage that saw me taking over the assault boat we were paddling and beasting everyone on from the back. I'd be an awesome rowing cox, if only I were 40 kilograms lighter. Oh, and I forgot to mention the Hawaiian party on Saturday night. Awesome stuff.
Before leaving Cardiff
After the endurance race
Hawaiian carnageAnd finally, this weekend Cardiff Company played Exeter UOTC at football. They had their names embroidered on their team jackets. We had this...
Check out the goalie kit... Go Sweden!The girls, plus 3 of our guys to make up the numbers including me in goal, won 4-1. We lost 2-1, which we thought wasn't bad really, then went to the OTC bar to watch England lose to Wales. Gutted.
Word.
2 comments:
Check out the goalie kit... Go Sweden! What you mean to say is, "Check out the fittie on the right!"
To solve tiredness - GO HOME. Then you will be deprived from all things tiring. Great plan, no?
Pervert. Honestly...
Can't go home for another week, got a bloody field trip leaving at half 6 on Monday morning, an OTC sports trip at a similar time on Sunday morning and an OTC parade for which I have to report to the barracks at 8am tomorrow. Eurgh. So much for being tired...
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