I wrote this, although I don’t remember writing it. I do remember going there — and I am clearly the “me” in this post.
There was a time when we did not know how large groupes of people would react to our students in public. So we took a group to Kinds dominion to preform a few expermints. We found that the main reaction to doing the splits between the hand rails — while waiting in line for the Hurler — is only a few awkward stares. It turns out that most people don’t even notice that we are exchangin a flurry of mock attacks while wondering between rides. Hardly anyone noticed that we were bowing to the camera on that first big drop.
The high points of our trip included such things as having to hold Joanna in the Rebel Yell (or she would have flown out!) and Sending Meline, Suzie and Me on the Extreme Flyer. I leaned two things from that ride — Suzie is not scared of anything and Mel is freakishly strong.
Overall our trip to Kings Dominion was a success, While I am not sure that the Public in general is ready for wushu students, they did not reject us out right. However Keye did seem to baffel them with his softball-basket-toss skills.
I think I like it. Way less stress. I had fun cheering for my teammates and showing off my Daughter to all our wushu friends. It’s sorta crazy how extended the extended wushu circle goes. I just wish I got to see them more often than every other year.
Everyone did a really good job this weekend. We got a brand new set of faces on the team, at least for the men. I think the mean age is something like 10 years old, but them lil kids are crazy good. Jessica and I held the ceremonious passing of the number one, to Colvin and Sarah. I very happy we could keep it in the family. They really deserve their spots, they tore it up.
I wound up doing the official score calculations for the tournament. Talk about an annoying job. We need these things entered into a relational database and have it crunch the numbers. It was just a little too complicated for excel. I was very paranoid I was going to fat finger the scores and screw up the standings. The good news is I have gone back a few times over the numbers and so far so good. But it was nice to be able to sit down with the actual judges score sheets and verify that all the numbers added up correctly. After hearing all the rumors over and over I was very careful to look for anything suspicious, but by the end of the day everything seemed in order. Oh thank God.
I thought this was hands down the best run wushu tournament I had been do, it actually started when they said it would – the judges lunch break didn’t transform into a 3 hour siesta – and the venue actually fit the number of competitors. Heck, they even had air conditioning, albeit a little too much AC, but they had it.
I now feel very out of shape, and need to go stretch.
The more people that try to do C level movements the more people don’t make their nandu.
So I was a judge at collegiates this past weekend, which was a very good exercise in practicing my judging skills. Since I was a C judge I got very familiar with the software that they use for tallying up the nandu scores. Now that I am familiar with it I would like to rewrite it from scratch. Shouldn’t be hard to roll a new version out and would be a fun little python/sqlite project. I think some of the issues they were trying to design around are irrelevant now that we have used it in practice.
The tournament was run amazingly well, I think the best run wushu tournaments I have been too to date. They had a good crowd there, the venue was bigger than we needed so we were able to spread out. Kevin and Justin ran their respective carpets smoothly and Mario added his own special metro sexual flavor to the event. Them wushu turtles did a good job.
After the main event, we hung around for the tricks contest. I was a little sad I didn’t succumb to Lil Alex’s plea to participate. Especially when they had the back tuck melee and the butterfly contest. The winner had 18.5 butterfly’s. Bah!
We met up with the Tulli for some year-of-the-pig bbq. Tasty. Leah had a pretty good time till she started getting a little cranky and required someone to stand and hold her.
After dinner Neal and I hopped in the car and drove to the metro where so we could ride out to Georgetown. Wushu after party in a the lounge of a greek restaurant us surprisingly fun. It was awesome to hang with everyone, so many people I hadn’t seen in years. Kevin, James, Dean, Y — the whole gang was there. I got toasty, bought a few people drinks. Had a great time.
The ride home was a bit of a debacle. We missed our transfer stop twice. If that don’t make you feel dumb then missing the turn to get home will. We made it and a mere hour later than we would have if we knew what we were doing.