Americans vs. European Geography

We took some pretty good ribbing in Finlandia for the entire American populace. It seems the Europeans are awfully tired of us Yankees not having a handle of their Geography. One Dutchie explained it like this, ‘The Americans think there’s Britain, and then everything else is smashed next to Russia.’ Word.

So just for them, here’s a special map…

The Dirty Porn country actually did come up. The trash talk was so prevalent on Saturday night that we had to step in. My, “Dudes! We’re literally sitting right here!” got a belly laugh from Zydrunas so I’ll call it a win. One half of my favorite ‘L’ duo, Laurence Shahlaei quickly piped in that we weren’t included. Good save.

Of course you know Europe Matt, you tear your biceps all over it.

Ervin Katona

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Cheers

Cheers was one of my favorite sitcoms. I thought it remained funny throughout the 11 years it was on air and honestly, I believe Kirstie Alley was one of the most beautiful and funny women on television. I told Bigg that when I moved to Wisconsin, I wanted us to find our own Cheers. Enter McBob’s. It’s just nice going into a place where people are familiar with you. Some know our names but there’s always a smile and a “Hey, is today the day you eat three Highlanders?” Heh.

When we arrived in Ruka, we didn’t intend to find our Finnish Cheers. It just happened. Our friendly Twin Peaks bartender, Emelee, and his counterpart who’s name we didn’t get greeted us with a big smile and a “Matt!” (He always gets remembered;) after our first time there.

Finbarfight

The last time we stopped in was Sunday afternoon prior to getting on the bus back to the airport. Emelee was there with his smile as well as the bartender from the Mountain top bar I met on Friday during Bigg’s Iceman shoot. We literally walked right into a ‘Cheers’ situation where everyone knew our name (or at least Matt’s;) The bartender asked how his competition was and it was a great ending to an incredible weekend.

When I told our two bartenders I needed a picture, they wasted no time in making it fun…

Finbarfight1

Coach: What’s shakin’ Norm?

Norm: All four cheeks and a couple of chins, Coach.

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Monday Bacon: Back vs. Up

I had a lot of helpers at Saturday’s Shamrock Games when it came time to throwing the Sheaf. One competitor quickly gave me the run down on terms such as purchase and block. She was incredibly helpful. Another friend I met last year loaned me his fork and gave me a few quick tips before running outside to his caber event. I was lucky enough to meet Jason Clevenger, a fork maker, and ask him for quick advice before HE went off to his first event. 

The most common advice was to just watch the other ladies throw. Awesome. But I was up first. Crap. After my initial throw, advice came from every direction. Every. Direction. Ever been coached by about 12 people in one event? It’s a bit much. Now I know people had good intentions and I am appreciative, but each person was telling me two or three different things. My head felt like it was spinning something like this…

Weird spinning

The most common piece of advice I got was to bring the fork all the way back before I tossed the sheaf. The problem was that my little bale of straw kept hooking behind me. Again, I was told to bring the sheaf back and again, I’d hook it. A few helpers were getting a little frustrated that I wasn’t following instructions and I was getting frustrated that my sheaf was hooking. Obviously I’m doing something wrong, but what was it?? After I was done, my friend Rick was back from the Caber toss and introduced me to a wonderful man named Merl Lawless. He gave me a three minute coaching session and fixed the “back” for the fork to “up.” Ohhhhhhhhhh. NOW I get it.

Not Back

See, when people said to bring my right hand back…they actually meant bring it all the way up. That would produce a straight line toss instead of my arc. And there ya go. I got a few other tips and now am very excited to work this event out. But I’ll make sure to ask for more clear advice in the future. If someone says “back,” I’ll make sure to make them show me so we’re talking about the same thing. Cuz for me, this is up…

Up

I understand up…I just need to know we’re on the same page.

Again, I do appreciate everyone’s help. The greatest single advice I got on this event was from fellow competitor Dawn. She said, “Just go throw it.” She picked up on my being a tad overwhelmed and stepped in with reason. I appreciate Dawn.

The day was tons of fun. There was a nice sized group of women from all walks of life. I was able to stick to my plan even though there were a few times I’d get sidetracked with my competitive side.  But again, small steps of improvement over the course of 5-6 competitions is what I want to do for overall gain for the year.

After struggling in the sheaf and not picking the caber, I was able to hit PR’s in lots of my throws and move up to a final position of 3rd place. I was very surprised and delighted when I was given my first Highland Games prize, an awesome sword that I’ve already sworn off limits to the Oz man. Heh.

Strive for excellence, exceed yourself, love your friend, speak the truth, practice fidelity and honor your father and mother. These principle will help you to master yourself, make you strong, give you hope and put you on the path to greatness.

Joe Weider

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Friday Jams

We leave later today for Springfield, Illinois for my first Highlander of the year. As is usually the case before competition, I’m a bit nervous. It’s always better to just get started. The Piano Guys help.

As I’m writing this, the forecast for the day is 45 degrees with a chance of rain. Awesome. Cold and wet… again. Most of the day will be in a slightly enclosed coliseum, with a couple of the throws happening outside.

I’ll turn 46 on competition day. I’m pretty happy about that. Happy about growing older? Yup. Growing older is always better than the alternative. I can honestly say that in my youth, it wouldn’t have occurred to me that I’d be throwing in a Highland Games on my 46th birthday with my Pro Strongman and one of my children. I’m a pretty lucky girl…ah, lucky OLDER girl. Hee.

Enjoy the weekend.

The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.

Robert Frost

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