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windemereI'm still alive.
I think.
::takes a deep breath::
Yep..::cough:: ow, pain: still alive.
So, this weekend was a blast, but I'm paying for it ten-fold now. Well, maybe closer to twenty. Everything from my waist to the top of my head hurts. And my legs hurt when I walk more than 5 steps. Yes, I'm out of shape, but even people in shape would have suffered from the weekend I just went through.
It started Saturday morning at 9:30am. We had to meet at the dive shop to pick up the rest of our gear. By this point, my dive bag was already heavy and hurting my shoulder. It got worse. We had to lug 2 tangs (40 lbs each!) to the car, and then from the car to the boat. I'm not a weakling, but that's nearly half my body weight!
We got out to the first site, off Coronation Park, about 11am. Got geared up, and went swimming in water that was less than even close to warm, but still bareable. I found it less cold than others seemed to. And then we did tests...and more tests. And then we swam around the bottom and looked at rocks and zebra-musles. Then we went to our second dive site, right off the shore from the huge 50,000 sq/ft mansion that's getting built on Lakeshore. Nice view. Then I dragged Edie around the boat. And then I decided I was exhausted. Dive # 2 was a bust, I never even made it down to the bottom, before I gave up.
Day 2: Better. MUCH better.
We had a ton of things to do Sunday morning; tests that had been put off or we just gave up on on Saturday. So we did those off shore from the industrial area of Mississauga. With me eyeing the water with some trepidation. Rob said there was a pipe from shore out into the bay...I wasn't convinced that it was actually a water pipe and not a sewer pipe. Look at more pretty rocks covered in muscles and algae. And swam around for 15 minutes on the bottom until we got too cold.
Dive #2 was fun though: we went back to Oakville harbour, and docked at the peer by the lighthouse. And everyone stood and gawked at us as we promptly got ourselves lost underwater while trying to follow compus directions. I can't even to it in a forest on dry land people! But Edie and I found the old peer, so we got to follow the "white bricked road" for a good 100 feet before we gave up, turned around, and realized we had no idea which wa the boat was. So we surfaced, only to discover we were about 10 feet from the wall, and 30ft from the boat. Not bad! For amatures.
So, we're all waiting for a call-back from Rob to see if we passed or not. ::crosses fingers:: I have this feeling I'm going to be going out next weekend too. Great...MORE money.
But it seemed a success, which in the end, is all I really care about. I proud of myself, because I did everything I was asked to do. It just too me a little longer than most to do it. 60 lbs of weight on you will do that.
~A
I think.
::takes a deep breath::
Yep..::cough:: ow, pain: still alive.
So, this weekend was a blast, but I'm paying for it ten-fold now. Well, maybe closer to twenty. Everything from my waist to the top of my head hurts. And my legs hurt when I walk more than 5 steps. Yes, I'm out of shape, but even people in shape would have suffered from the weekend I just went through.
It started Saturday morning at 9:30am. We had to meet at the dive shop to pick up the rest of our gear. By this point, my dive bag was already heavy and hurting my shoulder. It got worse. We had to lug 2 tangs (40 lbs each!) to the car, and then from the car to the boat. I'm not a weakling, but that's nearly half my body weight!
We got out to the first site, off Coronation Park, about 11am. Got geared up, and went swimming in water that was less than even close to warm, but still bareable. I found it less cold than others seemed to. And then we did tests...and more tests. And then we swam around the bottom and looked at rocks and zebra-musles. Then we went to our second dive site, right off the shore from the huge 50,000 sq/ft mansion that's getting built on Lakeshore. Nice view. Then I dragged Edie around the boat. And then I decided I was exhausted. Dive # 2 was a bust, I never even made it down to the bottom, before I gave up.
Day 2: Better. MUCH better.
We had a ton of things to do Sunday morning; tests that had been put off or we just gave up on on Saturday. So we did those off shore from the industrial area of Mississauga. With me eyeing the water with some trepidation. Rob said there was a pipe from shore out into the bay...I wasn't convinced that it was actually a water pipe and not a sewer pipe. Look at more pretty rocks covered in muscles and algae. And swam around for 15 minutes on the bottom until we got too cold.
Dive #2 was fun though: we went back to Oakville harbour, and docked at the peer by the lighthouse. And everyone stood and gawked at us as we promptly got ourselves lost underwater while trying to follow compus directions. I can't even to it in a forest on dry land people! But Edie and I found the old peer, so we got to follow the "white bricked road" for a good 100 feet before we gave up, turned around, and realized we had no idea which wa the boat was. So we surfaced, only to discover we were about 10 feet from the wall, and 30ft from the boat. Not bad! For amatures.
So, we're all waiting for a call-back from Rob to see if we passed or not. ::crosses fingers:: I have this feeling I'm going to be going out next weekend too. Great...MORE money.
But it seemed a success, which in the end, is all I really care about. I proud of myself, because I did everything I was asked to do. It just too me a little longer than most to do it. 60 lbs of weight on you will do that.
~A
