kjp

So I went orienteering for the first time in ages this morning. Hot, humid, damp. It had been raining last night, and drizzling a bit through it. Ground was very wet (I'm not as confident as I should running on wet ground / bush - did not have gaiters on). And lots of spiders out in the forest parts, with associated webs to run into. Nice.

So there's a couple of points to be made:
* my physical endurance in running is non existant. I haven't done any significant > 30 min continuous excercise in ages (gym, swimming in ocean don't count).
* slow and steady may not win the race, but does make for curious watching of others that leave a control at the same time as you, run off in the bush, and who arrive at the next control at the same time as you from a really bizzare direction that could only be got at from a very long way around... (this occured for two controls in a row when I just walked in a roughly straight line to them).
* on a later control (after the hare mentioned above had skirted away), my compass, much like it should, tended to point in the direction of magnetic north. Heading east when you're supposed to be going south on clear "yellow" open ground is just silly. It's especially silly when the logic used to justify going that way is "yeah, my compass is probably wrong. I'll just head this way anyhow/". Top job. Great to add a few minutes to my time.

Ohh, by the way, it's 10:55 pm now, and I've still got 3 emails to send tonight, and dishes to do. Kind of silly posting the same top notch quality postings that you've come to expect from me to my blog :). In other news I played pretty poorly at band (not QWAB, my 'old' band from last year) tonight. My sight reading has never been wonderful, but it was more that I was just distracted....