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Thursday Jun 7, 2018 #
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Read an article in yesterday's WSJ about the ongoing gymnastics scandal. The sordidness of it all aside, it's fascinating to wonder: 1) why the allegations were not taken extremely seriously right from the outside and handled with the highest priority, 2) if they were taken seriously internally, then why weren't the corrective steps that most would expect taken immediately, 3) and then, at what point did things pass so far over the edge that trying to cover it all up looked like the best way to go?
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Middle-ish distance training, with controls, at East Pelican with guest orienteers from near and afar. Some of the controls were even in the right spot--bonus!
Then a quick hop to a nearby area, to run a short,twisted loop at a brisk pace to look at some pretty pink streamers in a section of work-in-progress (Granite Planite) to check out secret sections of bare rock and narrow passages of very large pieces of granite.
Felt 100%--quick illness, quick recovery. Oddly, however, upon finishing, my legs immediately became sore, like they had just done something they had never done before. But legs, we do this all the time, right? Right?
Well, sometimes legs have other ideas.
Unfortunately, there was one serious casualty. When I got back and looked at my compass, there was a large bubble that had not been there before, and a nearly perfectly circle that had been punched out of the top of the needle housing. It looked like it had been drilled. I must have used my compass hand for some added support when I was running through some granite stuff, completely unconsciously, and not thinking about the compass either. Oh well, another boost to the O' economy.
Then a quick hop to a nearby area, to run a short,twisted loop at a brisk pace to look at some pretty pink streamers in a section of work-in-progress (Granite Planite) to check out secret sections of bare rock and narrow passages of very large pieces of granite.
Felt 100%--quick illness, quick recovery. Oddly, however, upon finishing, my legs immediately became sore, like they had just done something they had never done before. But legs, we do this all the time, right? Right?
Well, sometimes legs have other ideas.
Unfortunately, there was one serious casualty. When I got back and looked at my compass, there was a large bubble that had not been there before, and a nearly perfectly circle that had been punched out of the top of the needle housing. It looked like it had been drilled. I must have used my compass hand for some added support when I was running through some granite stuff, completely unconsciously, and not thinking about the compass either. Oh well, another boost to the O' economy.