TPW Winter Gathering

TPW Winter Gathering
2018 Black and Medals dinner

Friday, June 28, 2019

Saturday, June 22, 2019

Walk On, My Friends, Walk On

What a great feeling to be back walking. Though the rain of the week and some periods of coolness were unwelcomed, the sun was glorious.

During the last week's blog, there was mentioned about the benefits we walkers are experiencing. There are those around us who are not experiencing these benefits, and though it is sad, there are choices to be made.

I, for one, want to include beauty into my life. I want to continue to incorporate health into my life, and I have decided ( at the ripe old age of sixty-five) to defend it. A strange word but none the less a reality for me. My health must be supported, and it is for me to build in the support. I welcome TPWs as one of the supports. 

Don't get me wrong. I will be present for those in my family and friends who have made other choices just as I am always present to those mentioned earlier who are inflicted by health concerns not made from their decisions. But I do intend to keep walking and thriving and welcoming all this beauty the world has to provide me.


Walk on, my friends, walk on.

Monday, June 17, 2019

KEEP ON KEEPIN' ON!


It was race day on Saturday, the Lululemon 10k, and fortunately the rain held off and the sun broke through all the way to the finish line.  The sight of all those people flowing like a multi-coloured river along Toronto streets is always spectacular and the music and dancers encouraged us to keep chugging along smartly (the meditators, however, not so much).  
Quite a group of TPWers turned out for the race, and so it was nice to be able to pair up with someone familiar to pace with.  But I couldn't help think about the contrast to what I had experienced in Stratford where I had gone a few days earlier to see some plays at the Festival.  Because  I was there mid- week it made sense that the audiences were made up of mostly our demographic and older but still I guess I have taken for granted the vitality and fitness level of the TPW walkers - because I was surprised at how frail and unstable so many of the Stratford audience members were.  It almost appeared as if everyone needed some kind of walking assistance:  be it a regular cane, a three-legged cane, two walking poles, a walker or a wheelchair.  
I was a bit shocked until I realized that I must have become so used to being with members of our lively and determined group that I had forgotten what a lot of others in our age group are dealing with.  It sure doesn't look like any fun.  So whatever we're doing, it sure is working!  Let's keep it up for as long as we can.

Sunday, June 9, 2019

Glorious!

t was, indeed, a glorious weekend! The first of what we will hope is a continuing trend throughout the summer and well into the fall. And I’m not the only one who has used that word glorious. On my tours from coffee house to coffee house I kept hearing, “What a glorious day!”

That wonderful weather was accompanied by a wide range of sights and activities along our walk. Everything seemed to be in bloom. The trees, the hedges, the lilacs … OH! the lilacs! Such sweet perfumes. The trees not in bloom were fully in leaf, giving us glorious greens and reds against the brilliant blue sky.

When we got to the Lakeshore our way was blocked by the Ride to Conquer Cancer. The road was blockaded and what seemed like thousands of cyclists were zooming along on their way to points west. So, the intrepid TPWers that we are, turned around and worked our way along the bottom of High Park, along the Queensway, and across the footbridge at the bottom of Roncesvalles. As we wound our way along the Lakeshore we commented on the level of the lake water. As we neared Ontario Place we came upon the route marshals for the run for Children’s Mental Health, and not too long after we saw the runners themselves. As we neared our turning point in Coronation Park, we were exposed, and I don’t use that word lightly, to the single proponent of naked cycling - no, I am not going to describe it, I’ve been scarred enough already. 


On our return journey we ran across the Canadian Geese goslings. It was a herd of goslings being minded by two watchful adult geese, while the other parents had peace and quiet swimming in the lake. Those goslings are getting big. Their wings are getting feathers to go with that chic gosling fuzz on the rest of their bodies.

It’s wonderful what a glorious weekend brings out of the woodwork. And if we weren’t walking, just think of all the 'sights' we would have missed!

Sunday, June 2, 2019

Goosey, goosey, gander...

There is much in the physical world to be distressed about - floods, fires and extreme weather - much of it exacerbated by our very own selves. But we also have to be amazed and delighted by the many natural wonders that we see. I think that is what motivates us to do better.
Two weeks ago when we returned to High Park, the Canada Geese presented us with fuzzy, yellow blobs of new chicks. This week they were gangly pre-teens. 


Here are some interesting facts about these iconic bird.
  • They mate for life with a very low 'divorce' rate and can be together for as long as 20 years.
  • They mate 'assortively' which means that larger birds choose larger mates and smaller ones choose smaller mates.
  • There are 11 confirmed subspecies with the under parts of each species varying in colour from light pearl-grey to chestnut and blackish brown (I will leave it to someone else to check that one out!).
  • They communicate with about 13 different calls and talk to each other in flight (we heard them in full voice overhead). Goslings start to communicate with their parents when they are still in the egg.
  • Although goslings generally remain with their parents, sometimes they form 'gang broods' with goslings from different broods hanging around together in the care of at least one adult.
  • A group of geese can be called a 'flock', a 'chevron' or a 'string'.
So, yes, they leave a lot of green poop on the ground but they are one of Mother Nature's wonders.
A reminder to the Tuesday gang that we begin hill-training this week.