At the crack of dawn I run

SunriseLook at that view. Seriously, is that not simply gorgeous?

This morning I dragged myself out of bed at 5.45am to get ready to go and meet a friend and a new trainer at Kawana beach. The plan is to get super fit again and prepare myself for the event I’ll be competing in next year called “Tough Mudder“, an obstacle course lasting approximately 19km. Put simply, I have about 12 – 16 months of torture ahead; it’s going to be great!

As much as I enjoy doing exercise, actually getting myself to go and do it is by far the hardest bit; sometimes the call of the couch is far too strong. So this morning when I woke up at stupid o’clock, getting out of bed was the last thing I wanted to do. Particularly when I had a snoozing C beside me looking so warm and comfortable. Alas, I’m one of those people that hates to let others down, so I grudgingly climbed out, got dressed and left. What greeted me at the beach was the stunning view you see above.

There was no time to feel cold and tired when I got to see that. Instantly I remembered how much I loved getting up early and going for a run, when the world is quiet and so beautiful. Instantly I looked forward to the training session.

Instantly I was glad I was getting back into this again.

What’s your reason for getting out of bed in the morning?

5 reasons why collecting money for the lifesavers is hard work

Today I had to stand in the entryway of a local shopping centre collecting money for my surf lifesaving club. Basically for two hours I held out one of these:

Lifesaving collection tin

I imagine that one of these full would be insanely heavy

I learned a lot in those 2 hours, particularly that collecting money for the lifesavers (or anyone for that matter) is hard work. Here’s why:

  1. Some people will avoid eye contact with you at all costs, even if it means they almost walk into a pole (laughing at them is permitted in my opinion)
  2. Some people will provide the most lamest of excuses on why they can’t donate to you (“It’s a cashless society nowadays, what’s this coin business?” If only we had direct debit forms available huh? Bet you still wouldn’t donate)
  3. It gets incredibly boring (I couldn’t remember enough song lyrics to keep myself entertained)
  4. Standing up for 2 hours can hurt after a while
  5. Friends may come past to jeer at you, even if they donate money, and take photos of you while you try resist swearing at them and giving them the finger
Hiding

Ahem...thanks for the picture Dan.

After 5 minutes of doing the collecting I wanted to kill myself. Not literally, that would be pretty dramatic (no one tell me to call beyondblue thanks). The first few people I dealt with either ignored me or gave me a bad excuse. I felt incredibly lonely, stuck out like a sore thumb and was bored.

By the end of the shift it actually wasn’t that bad. I had met some pretty cool people, including one elderly lady who after emptying the contents of her coin purse into my tin proceeded to sit on the nearby chair and berate the people that didn’t donate. I also had a lot of compliments from people thanking me for volunteering my time, and for the wonderful job the lifesavers do. Amen to that, there are some incredible lifesavers out there and they all do it on their own time.

I know my club needs all the money they can get, so I daresay I’ll put my hand up for doing this again. Every little bit we can get counts. Besides, if it wasn’t for my club I wouldn’t spend hours at the beach and experience beautiful days like this:

Kawana Beach

Admit it, that's a beautiful view

 So the next time you see a volunteer trying to collect some money, remember this:

We don’t want your lies, and we don’t want any bullshit. If you can’t spare the money that’s fine, we don’t expect anything, but we appreciate everything. Even a smile helps, and makes us feel a lot better. It’s hard getting turned down time after time.

To all the people that have donated in the past or will donate the future, thank you. To the people that can only offer us a smile, thank you. To the people that ignore us, or make us feel like scabs, screw you. Just remember who it is that might have to come to the aid of your friends, family, or even yourself. The person who rescues you doesn’t ask for anything back, so treat us with some respect. You never know when you might need us.

Rain, rain go away…

To be fair, it’s only the second day it’s been raining and yesterday it only really rained at night. I’m being a bit hard on mother nature, aren’t I?

I’ve still got my cold, but I’m not letting it stop me from doing anything. That being said, I’ve probably allowed it to get worse again by not staying home. Last night I went to a Brisbane Broncos vs Gold Coast Titans game at Suncorp Stadium, and thankfully took a poncho as it began raining during the game. We were sitting high enough that we were technically undercover, but when the wind blew we still copped a bit of the downpour. I had three layers on, so apart from the tops of my legs and my hands, I was relatively warm.

This morning I’m heading to the beach for the IRB state championships (Inflatable Rescue Boats, or more commonly known as rubber duckies). They asked me to take photos, but given the weather I’m a bit nervous about taking my camera gear down there. I don’t have any protective covers or anything for it, and the last thing I want is for it to get wet and ruined. I think I’ll take my camera but leave it in the car at first, and just see what the case is down at the beach, if there’s any tents that I could stand in and take photos from the shore. I wonder if I could “modify” my clear poncho from last night and cover the camera (except the lens) with that? I’m also scheduled to help out tomorrow with preparing lunches for all the officials, so at least that’s an indoors job. Thank goodness.

I’m going to love my hot shower at the end of the day.

Oh, and I have tons of washing to get through and that’s just not going to happen with this weather. Blah!

I suppose I’d best stop procrastinating by blogging, and get ready to go stand in the horrific weather all day. I wonder how many layers I can get away with before I start looking bulky?

Project 365 (2011): 8/365 – Towards Maroochydore at night

8/365 - Looking towards Maroochydore at night

I can’t decide if I’m happy with this photo or not…maybe if I had gotten a bit lower to the ground, closer to the rocks perhaps? It was my first night out with the 550D where I properly tried long exposures, thankfully there was a break in the rain that allowed me to get out and about with it. I’ve discovered how much I need a remote release for my camera though, can’t use bulb mode without it! I’ll add it to the evergrowing shopping list.