Whoa, where has the time gone? Just a blink ago it was May and 2 blinks ago it was the end of the sliding season! Spring has been less than stellar in Calgary with temperatures hovering around 16 degrees Celsius. Not exactly doing my vegetable garden any favours. I am successfully growing potatoes and onions it would seem, but my carrots, lettuce, tomatoes, and broccoli are almost non-existent. Very sad. As I go through this journey of Skeleton I have become very aware of the seasons within a year and how important each one is. The spring season is the key to a fruitful harvest and while my spring training season has been excellent, much of it has had to be done indoors! I am very excited to see what push times I will ‘harvest’ this year with my new and improved training regime. I am seeing some great results in all the key areas and now, looking back, I cannot believe how poor my push technique had become. Too many years of making mistakes and ingraining the wrong patterning has really held me back I think – watch out world for next year!After a very busy June with 4 different trips for business and pleasure, I am looking forward to July and August where I have no plans other than my family, my training, and my garden. I just got back from a fantastic golf weekend in California at a great resort 3 hours north of Sacremento. It is organized by a friend of mine who lives in Sacremento and the weekend could not have been better (aside from the 3 hour plane delay in Denver and subsequent 3:30am arrival at the course…..). 16 men, golf clubs, perfect weather, and beer – nice. Ages ranged from 35 – 65 so there was a great mix of life experience and some great stories to be had. I showed up on the first day late because of my delayed flight so I had to join round 1 on the 7th hole. Round 2 played that afternoon provided to be one of the best rounds of my life as I shot a 79. Not bad for a double bogey on 1 and a quadruple bogey on 10…… I was putting very well all weekend and ended with 5 rounds of 88, 79, 80, 95 (totally bonked after not enough sleep, 100 degree temperatures, and a few too many Rye’s), and 78. It was a blast and of course it didn’t hurt that I played well below my handicap and took home some of the $ too!