Attended boot camp on Saturday and amazingly the stations were all numbered properly...that just takes the fun out of it! Some of the more raucous people were out of whack at boot camp for some reason. I asked Linda why she was so quiet today...she said her biodex was out of sorts. Okay, I'll just leave that one alone. Dave Hughes actually showed up for boot camp, that's as rare as spotting Bigfoot! The only energy that Hughes expired that morning was trying to sing. He said he was going to celebrate his brother's birthday that night and they were going to do some Karaoke. I asked him to sing some (bad idea...bad, bad, bad). Soooooo, he starts singing "New York, New York". He sang a few bars and asked..."doesn't that sound just like Sinatra?" I had to agree with him, nothing like listening to a voice from the grave! It gave me shudders!


On Friday I was able to jog for 2.2 Km's, only 18 more to go for the half marathon!



Speaking of running it reminds me of one of my athletic achievements from years past. Many moons ago, Sandra from the States, used to be a dispatcher for the police. She challenged me to a race across the gym floor at the YMCA. Can you believe that...challenging moi! Yes, I was a porker at that time but I hadn't reached the big grand daddy porker stage yet. So...the race was on! If you know any of the Cromlish men you'll know how competitive we can be! When my family and my brother's family get together, even Monopoly is a contact sport! Keep that in mind while I relate this story. So, here we are lined up at the wall of the gym...fancy feet Sandra and the porker. There is no way she is going to win! I smoked her right out of the blocks ( we were supposed to start at the number 3, I left at 2). I'm racing down the gym, I'm in the moment, the wind (ceiling fan) was blowing through my hair....I was on fire! Then I heard it...the pitter patter of little feet coming behind me and getting closer! I had to think fast ( the running wasn't working). Nothing like the perfect timed body check to solve the problem! Keep in mind you have to make it look like a lane infraction on the other persons part. Needless to say, I won!! The moral of the story...is there is none, but I still won! I retired from racing after that keeping my perfect record. Poor Sandra, she was never that same after that.

One of Cobourg's newer officer's, Michael Richardson, lost a good friend to Cancer recently. This loss has inspired Michael to arrange for a "Cop for Cancer" event in Cobourg. If you're not aware of such events, Cops will get their heads shaved in support of a cure for cancer with pledges being gathered to encourage the participants to go bald. I think this is a wonderful cause and I fully support what Michael is doing! Chief Paul Sweet and Staff Sergeant Terry Demill have already signed on. I'm going to place my head on the chopping block as well...I'm going to look like Uncle Fester from "The Adams Family"! I know these are very hard economic times for many people, but if you have a few dollars to spare and wish to make a pledge to see me with a bald head, then please e-mail me at david.cromlish@cobourgpolice.com, I'm not looking for a certain amount of money to do this. The event is tentatively scheduled for April 16, 2010.

A thought for the day: It may be your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others. Uhmmmmm?
Big Dave out!