Do you hear that sound of shattering glass off in the distance? In case you’re wondering, that’s the sound of my dancing ambitions once again being crushed by the cruel, cruel sledgehammer of reality and whatever the word is for the opposite of grace. Continue reading
What search am I talking about, you ask? Well, gentle reader, I refer to my ongoing search for a sport that I am able to perform without doing either of the following:
- Look like a total ass.
- Do myself grievous bodily harm.
Inspired by a smoking hot deal I found on the Groupon website, the sport I attempted today was windsurfing at Windsure Adventure Watersports at Jericho Beach. As it turns out, windsurfing meets neither of my criteria. Continue reading
For the last four years or so, I have lived in North Vancouver, which means I am treated to the beautiful scenery trifecta of mountain, ocean and cityscapes simply by turning my head. But with this privilege comes a certain implied responsibility. Continue reading
I think a little background on me is necessary before I go into detail on this one.
- I am not — and never have been — sporty. This is the understatement of all understatements. Continue reading