If I was going to define my week with just one acronym it would be DOMS, yep that's right, drunken ostentatious male shenanigans, or delayed onset muscle soreness, take your pick.This is due to the fact I started winter training again, basically the time of the year where your coach can be as sadistic as they like, and are. After my first session on sunday, 3 hours, I was unable to walk properly or bend until thursday, during which I was still doing more training, oh how I enjoyed that. To any of you considering starting exercise, my honest advice right now would be "Don't do it, go back to your sofa and find the box of doughnuts."
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| Waterproof and good to -25C, come at me winter |
I also discovered that the chemistry building at Dal was 100 this week, which meant a party. First however, there was some trivia, during which I learnt that: an undergrad here once blew up a rat with nitrogen trichloride for eating their sandwich, they had a high powered sniper rifle in the building for a visit by Clinton (didn't know the card guy was that big a target, but there you go) and there's a secret exit for professors in case of student unrest (not so secret now though). After the trivia, there was cake who can have a party without cake, certainly nto chemists. It then turned into ChemBeer, this is a weekly thing where the chemistry students get together to drink in the chem building, pretty good fun I must say. The craziness of rules here seems to mean that while playing beer pong in residence is frowned upon doing it in the chem building is perfectly acceptable. Later thast night I found myself at the citadel, a big fort on the top of a hill, where they seemed to be having a kind of rave. It's very strange being somewhere with 10m high perimeter walls and military types in kilts, while music is blasting and colourful lights are sweeping the area.
Yesterday I made an attempt to go to point pleasant park, which is meant to be rather pretty, but we were foiled by some fairly persistent rain. So in the end just wandered around downtown halifax, by which I mean we hid in a superstore and there a coffee shop, before heading up to the shopping mall. They also had a homecoming thing yesterday for the american football, didn't go, somehow the idea of spending an evening in the cold and damp just didn't appeal, especially if it involved watching a game I have no love for. I've heard the Tigers got destroyed, so definitely didn't miss much. Instead I spent my evening with a couple of Kiwis and a Swede, was a tasty meal I can tell you now.
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