Sunday, December 7, 2014

If you have one song to impress a person with vintage jazz, which and why?

As dancers, choreographers, DJs, and appreciators of jazz from the 1920's to the 1940's (which I will call vintage jazz), if someone unfamiliar with the genre asks us for a sample of what we dance to, we probably have a list of at least five based on different criteria. Is it for dancing or listening pleasure? Big band, New Orleans jazz, Chicago blues, or gypsy swing? If for dancing, what kind of swing dance (lindy, charleston, balboa, or blues - omitting west coast on the basis of music)? Then there's your audience characteristics: age, musical preferences, and current view on jazz. If all they're used to are the GAP commercial, "that one swing song that comes up", or late era freestyle jazz, it may take more to convince them that it's not an elitist art enjoyed only by solemn artsies in a dark club. The optimal answer to broaden someone's perspective to jazz would be to personalize the song choice. Failing that, what is the optimal go-to jazz song to embody the boldness of the art and the expression of an era?

One song (or excerpt) is probably the minimum amount of time that a person will give you. So the question was put to the social media world; friends, dancers, and DJs alike. After getting some sass about picking only one song, the poll produced a rather extensive list of songs and observations. I compiled the songs onto a playlist, where I listened to them in succession, looking for particular points brought up by the post and drawing further connections. Obviously, not everyone agreed on the one perfect song (in fact most people had unique contributions), with only Jumpin'  at the Woodside getting multiple votes. Observations were grouped and I came up with five categories: energy, tempo, dynamics, melody, and musical devices.

Energy

Common to almost all of the songs listed, At the Jazz Band Ball by Muggsy Spanier being the exception, the songs had a lower energy intro which quickly developed into the theme/hook within the A section. It ensures that the listener's attention is captured without getting a metaphorical slap in the face of a cacophony of instruments. Songs like Stealin' Apples by Glenn Miller and The Carioca by Artie Shaw are prime examples of this. The difference between the two is that The Carioca plays the "this is uncharacteristically slow, something's going to happen" game.

Throughout the songs, the best and brightest do a really good job of tossing the energy from one instrument or section to the other. Some songs will toss it back and forth within a measure (Yatch Club Swing by Fats Waller) or pass the baton after a phrase (Blues my naughty sweetie gives to me by Sidney Bichet). The faster the tempo, the slower these transitions happen, since it'd be an assault on the senses. 

Talking low energy versus high energy, some really play with the extremes (Man from Mars by Artie Shaw) or keep it pretty even (Massachusetts by Anita O'Day). Within the collection of songs submitted, the average energy balances out. Something that is entirely high energy, would be 1) exhausting for the musicians, so that just didn't happen and 2) like drinking from a firehose with no rest to absorb the content. Conversely, low energy jazz, like Cream Puff by Artie Shaw, while captivating for those who like it, is not as engaging for someone new.

Tempo

A separate entity from the energy of the song is the speed of the song. Beginning lindy hoppers get excited for the really fast songs because they also have a lot of energy; which is too much to handle for about 3 minutes at a time. When the beats per minute start the crawl up, the subtleties in the music can be missed if you don't catch it in time. So for people new to jazz, it'd be ideal to give them a song of a tempo that is mellow enough in order to catch and absorb the melody (discussed later). Conversely, putting someone to sleep with a 90 BPM song won't work either. You consider that most top pop songs or one hit wonders are quite up beat; an easy way to create a happy-feeling song (appreciation goes out to artists who totally  mess with this and put it to depressing lyrics). Massachusetts, Yacht Club Swing, and Flying Home by Lionel Hampton strike that balance well.

The criteria of tempo might be the most widely debatable about what is the target for the ideal song, since some of the faster songs like Jumpin' at the Woodside by Count Basie is rarely ever disliked by dancers and Sing Sing Sing by Benny Goodman is the iconic "that one swing song that comes up". Even in my figure skating days, I got excited when my friend's Sing Sing Sing routine music was played during practice sessions. There's a reason these are well liked and used, they are the all out no bars held pieces of the big band jazz world. But jazz isn't always that extroverted, and I think it's fair that songs that show that side of the genre are also valid as impressive.

Dynamics

If jazz music were peanut butter, the poll would suggest that crunchy wins. There were no smooth songs among the bunch, but the level of "chunky" varied from Moonglow to At the Jazz Band Ball. Smooth jazz doesn't have that toe-tapping quality, which is the first step in getting a person actively involved with listening to jazz. Drawing the comparison between jazz and pop songs, top hits often have a pretty chunky beat, keeping you alert to the music. For example, the song Some of These Days by Combo Royale has the solid infectious "chunk-chunk-chunk" sound whereas the version by Alice Babs and Nisse Lind is very smooth.

The complexities in music that I will refer to primarily refers to the number of simultaneous voices produced by one of more instruments. Most music, be it classical, jazz, pop, or rock, use this mechanic to ease the listener into the song. It is not a tactic unique to jazz, but rather a tactic that makes for enjoyable listening. What will make a big difference on the boldness of the song will depend on the number of instruments in the voice. Whereas Flying Home starts off with just the vibraphone, At the Jazz Band Ball has the whole band in there. An alternative are songs that keep the complexity really even throughout the song like House Hop by Benny Goodman. Though it does a great job of drawing the listener in, it has a slightly harder time maintaining the interest because of lack of overarching dynamics.

As a final note on dynamics, many of the songs chosen as that one ideal and impressive jazz song were by Benny Goodman or Artie Shaw, both bandleaders being clarinetists and frequent soloists in their own songs (The Carioca and Stealin' Apples). This creates an interesting scenario where the one instrument becomes largely responsible for song's dynamics, something which Goodman and Shaw were very capable of doing. The rest of the big band does join in, but rather than having all the instruments having a moderate to high level of participation, it's reined in.

Melody

Melody characteristics include not only lyrics, but pseudo-lyrics (scatting) or instrumental melody. Many of the top songs have at least a small portion of the song within the first few measures which is hummable. Basically, if someone asks you hey what song is this and starts humming, you should have a good idea (if they don't hum terribly). As much as scatting is intimidating to sing, it makes for easy lyrics to follow along with and make a song stick in your head. Lastly, to combat the confusion or loss of interest when the number of voices increases, the melody is the loudest or most prevalent to keep that familiarity (Moonglow by Artie Shaw).

Musical devices

From a dancers perspective, musical devices are the components of the song that we make up some cool movement to play off the music, whereas to a new person to jazz they would be "wow, what?" moments. The most interesting point brought up in the online discussion was the key changes and how it grabs peoples' attention. Changing keys, especially between major, minor, 7th, diminished, or augmented changing the mood and attitude of the piece (to the point where people may not know what happened to the music but they feel a change). The same phrase repeated in two keys is a simple way to up the interest level without complexity.

This next section talks more about hooks that make the song easier to remember such as repeated patterns, scatting, exaggeration, humour, and breaks. Firstly, having a catchy phrase repeated through the instruments or in different keys will keep the melody simple but easy to identify. A song that is more hummable should be more relatable for newcomers to jazz. I included scatting because to dancers or to newcomers to jazz, the phonetics are too bizarre to remember them exactly so you improvise, which could trigger a higher learning mechanic. Along with scatting are very simple lyrics like Diga Diga Doo. Beginner dancers tend to gravitate towards Ella Fitzgerald, Slim & Slam, and Louis Jordan because their musical devices are exaggerated and in Slim & Slam's case, introduces a lot of humour into the music. An important note made in the online discussion was new dancer's preference of jump blues like "Jump Jive and Wail" (i.e. the GAP ad). Lastly, the breaks. Dancers know them, musicians hear them coming, and newcomers to jazz get mentally shaken to attention. Breaks are great, whether the drums roll through them or radio silence for a few seconds, it emphasizes the first beat of the bar when the music returns (for example, when someone gets off time when they snap or clap to the song). Man from Mars by Shaw has a bunch of great breaks of varying dynamics and length. It's especially a good device for songs that have a more even energy in order to maintain listener interest.

Concluding Remarks

The minutiae of the points covered can vary based on personal preference for traditional jazz music, but the overarching points of energy, tempo, dynamics, melody, and musical devices are the ways to select the winning impressive jazz song. All of the suggestions from the online discussion were great and all have key elements of vintage jazz; whether it impresses your audience is up to chance. There's a reason why sound bites of old jazz songs are remixed in R&B songs, or techno swing came about. There's something infectious about the music created during a time where this art was the daily escape that we still identify with and appreciate.

A big thank you to all of those people who contributed in the online discussion, either by song suggestions, discussing musical factors, or help guiding the discussion.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

What have I done in 2 months in Switzerland? A lot. Part 2

After the first few weeks of getting settled in, I started my PhD (is it work, or student life, I don't know it's in the middle) at EPFL in the IMAC group (applied computing and mechanics). I got to finally see the tensegrity bridge that I'll be doing experiments on for my work (tensegrity is a structure make up of sticks and cables that can support itself). For my individual project, I'm taking over for a PhD and there's also currently a post doc on the project, but in terms of the lab group, we're about 10 ish people, a nice size. I got to meet many of them the night before I started at a dinner party at Gaudenz's place, which certainly helped to break the ice (though the timing was completely happenstance).

At this point I had been searching for an apartment and emailing people basically since I arrived, and I had a meet up with another Quebequoise to meet and see if we'd work well together. Things went great and I got to see the flat (and its resident kitty), and from then on it was a done deal. From from Montréal but living in Lausanne for the past 10 years, she was knowledgeable about local things, but still had lots of things from back home (accent included :D). A few days before I officially moved in, there was a whisky tasting event in Lausanne and I decided I had to be there. Having a fun time tasting and talking to people, I run into Julie, my to-be flatmate. So we thought ya, this is definitely going to work out :).

Bern had their monthly DJed balboa night, Balberna, to which Cedric and Nadja joined as well. We made it a dance weekend by also checking out Zürich's dancing on the Saturday night. During the day on Saturday, Nadja took us around to show up Bern (including the bears, the icon of Bern) and they were nice and fuzzy.

The next weekend was the next monthly lindy event in Bern, but reason told me to skip it because I had the Lausanne 1/2 Marathon the next morning. Surprisingly it started at 2pm, so a really laidback schedule. I had been training with Gaudenz, Romain, Stephanie, and Yves at lunches (though the 15 km after work were always poorly timed for trying to do errands after work :P). It was a gorgeous day for running (if I was going to be picky I would say it was a tad warm) but I really enjoyed it, the view, and the energy. Finished in 1:50:44.

I believe it was the weekend after where soupaggedon started (what Gilad, Glen, and I called it) when cooler temperatures prompt for preserves of soup, chilli, jambalaya, and other such things. Potato leek, ginger carrot, onion soup, and jambalaya mmmm (oh yes and a few rounds of hummus).

Writing this weekend because for the past 2 weekends I haven't even been in Lausanne. 2 weekends ago I was in Grenoble with Mathieu and Florence for the Grenoble Swing Dance Festival, a huge lindy hop event that I had no idea about (and they registered back in July). I tried finding a space in the lessons, but failing that, I explored Grenoble (went up to the Bastille via les bulles gondola) during the day, and went to the parties at night. I have to admit it's been a while since my last huge lindy hop event, it reminded me that I've been mainly doing balboa and that there are some things I'd like to go back and revisit. But I had excellent dances with wonderful people from all over France, Switzerland, Spain, and Poland.

The next weekend was Rocky Balberna with Javier and Heather from the states. Nadja was (again) the best hostess we could ever hope for and fed us until we were (too?) full. The classes were fun with focus on both partners (thinking about this especially after Bobby's article about the proactive follower on Swungover). I was super impressed with the mean level of balboa at the events, and that's only from Switzerland! The band on Saturday night was super cute and played a great variety of all danceable songs. I have to say, the Sunday afternoon was one of favourite parts because the coffee shop in downtown Bern was open just for us to eat/drink/dance. It was really nice and cozy, very fika.
Photo credit: Balboa in Bern
As for what's up next? Well this week was continuing to write/finishing my draft literature review for my comp that'll be sometime in June? This week is a trad jazz night where I'm teaching a balboa crash course to allow people a way to dance to that flying fast music (the Lausanne swing scene is most comfortable in the 120 bpm to 150 bpm range). So far the musicians have really enjoyed having the dancers there (this'll be the 3rd event where the dancers show up). I'm off to Zürich next weekend for balboa and actually visiting the city in the daytime. 

December 2nd is the Lausanne Swing Kids (university swing group)'s first party. Intended to get 1) people out dancing and 2) support for the university to allow us to be an official club, we're hosting it at Tech a Break, an independent establishment on EPFL campus who has been super welcoming and accommodating for us. Teaching and DJing, it'll be great! Ah yes, and all of our events can be for the city-wide scene, unlike the troubles we had with the University of Waterloo Campus Rec rules. Speaking of the club, I just got done the logo this week (hand drawn and digitized). Needs work still, but it's a work in progress.


There's a trad jazz festival Dec 10 - 13 in Flon (downtown Lausanne), which I should start making more noise about. After that, it's the IMAC Christmas dinner and then home to Canada. I'll be around from the 19th to the 26th and then I'm off to the Snowball in Stockholm for a week :D

As for future dance plans? There's definitely bal in the future, dancers coming to visit (yay!), and seeing where the Lausanne Swing Kids takes us next term.


tl;dr I haven't been deported yet and have assimilated myself into their culture enough to have been provided shelter and work.

What have I done in 2 months in Switzerland? A lot. Part 1

My flight to Geneva was made a stop over in Iceland, where I was super tempted to do the free stop over and visit Reyjavik, but considering I had most of my future life's possessions with me, I decided to skip it until a future time when I wasn't so pressed to you know...permanently switch countries. On the plane from Pearson to Reyjavik, I was seated next to an awesome couple who were going to visit Iceland for a while who were also into hiking, biking, and climbing. Exchanging Facebook contacts as we got off the plane, I got to see pictures of their adventures and it looked fantastic!




Arriving in Geneva, the train station is connected to the airport (though a very long and twisty building. With my hiking pack inside a duffle, a backpack, and a trolley, I lumbered onto the train to Lausanne where I was struck with the lovely scenery already. My mum, being as planning-crazy (sorry mum) as she is, I was warned it was all uphill from the station to my temporary place (through friends of friends I had a futon I could sleep on in someone's living room). I was like pfft I'm fit enough, hills and luggage, no problem. So ya...I was a little sweaty by the time a got there but I still did it (get the impression I'm stubborn?). Daniele and Valérie were excellent housemates for the 2 weeks I was there.

I arrived on the Saturday of a long weekend, so any paperwork had to wait until Tuesday. With things normally closed on Sunday anyway, and now on Monday too, I had to be quick to find food. On Sunday, a dancing in the park event was created by Lindy Hop Lausanne, so I quickly got to meet fellow dancers. This included Cedric (another Toronto dancer who moved in a week before), Nadja, Alic, Gianluca, Coco, and more. Having 3 people attending EPFL with previous dance experience, there was quickly discussions of starting a university club. I also got an invite from Nadja (who is super welcoming and funny by the way) to dance in Bern the following weekend at their monthly lindy hop party, so I figured why not! I ended up meeting the " dancing couple from Vancouver" I heard about, Mathieu and Florence (I was slow to put things together when we met, but they're amazingly expressive lindy hoppers). I drove up to Bern with them and had a wonderful evening where I met a bunch of Bern dancers too, a handle of which did balboa too!

Paperwork in Switzerland is fun! Hahahhahaha. Seriously it sucks. Since I have my Polish passport though, it simplified everything and I had no work before I left Canada. Getting "starter" bank accounts and mobile accounts because everything depended on the residency permit. For that permit, you need to fill out a bunch of info, passport pics, passport, contract from EPFL, a phone number, and a letter from your landlord, a day after you submit this, you can get a notice that it's coming, and then some magic time between 1 week and 4 months, they'll have it ready. Also, most landlords don't allow non-permit people to have an apartment. Yeah, so it almost ends up being cyclical. Everything had to be addressed to Valerie since I was only there shortly. Oh! And we had to fish the mail out with a fork because they lost mailbox key privilege.

I was on campus a few times before I officially started because I, lead by Gianluca, met with the dance organization to see what kinda work we're looking at to create a swing dancing club. We also helped out at Sat Rocks V, an annual music/dance thing held by the Satellite bar of EPFL. It involved a wheel of fortune style wheel with difference dances and we would dance to that music and get people involved. On campus I also bought a bike, which was a total deal at 150 fr. (swiss francs) for a Shimano 105 derailleur, Shimano wheeled, carbon forked hybrid bike complete with lights, lock, and fenders. I would quickly learn that the 150 m vertical ascent from EPFL to home was not bad like everyone says, you just plan accordingly. The first weekend with my bike, I took a nice long trip out to Vevey past the UNESCO heritage site of the terraced vineyards by the lake. I was also scoping out the Lausanne Marathon route, seeing if it was feasible :P which it was.

The next little while was spent navigating the also-like Waterloo twisty, name-changing roads with GPS in hand (though locating the lake and direction was easy) and discovering my new city.

Winterstock 2014

On the Family Day weekend, Toronto Lindy Hop organized its second Winterstock event at the Wolf's Den hostel up by the west gate of Algonquin Park. Having been an offshoot of Lindystock in the summer, this event includes whichever winter activities during the day and dancing at night.

There was a very large Waterloo crew attending this year, so we were trying to figure out if we needed just Angie's van (which magically got a broken back seat while trying to get Martin's bike in the back the night before...thanks Martin). Good thing Matt had his car fixed up in time so that he and Sarah took off while the rest of us gathered the winter gear and musical instrument-heavy vehicle. Despite going back to Angie's to grab her banjo, the Waterloo cars arrived within 10 minutes of one another and over 4 hours before the next car from Toronto. This just meant more of Brooke's awesome home-made chicken pot pies and salad for us! After having driven for a few hours (not rubbing it in that the Waterloo drivers had to commute farther :P), people were pretty tired and more in the mood for catching up rather than dancing. Somehow I ended up DJ-ing until 4 am with minimal dancing actually involved, but it was still excellent times.

Clearly since I was up until the wee hours of Saturday morning, I was on breakfast shift with Stefan the next morning making eggs and bacon. Being in charge of keeping a constant supply of bacon and coffee to the trickling stream of groggy campers, I was the hero of the morning. Later that morning, I grabbed my running clothes and my GPS watch and went for a run along highway 60 towards Algonquin. I found it very peaceful and meditative since I had a lot on my mind with regards to life and work. It was very quiet other than the occasional car, my breathing, and a snap of a branch from an unseen critter.


Finishing up a nice, hilly 10 km (and almost making it to the entrance of Algonquin), lunch was conveniently ready upon my arrival. In the afternoon I was looking for some more solitude so I wandered over to the Ragged Falls park, not even 1 km from the hostel. This year, the falls was a lot more snowed over than last year (I distinctly remember last year the narrowed waterway being terribly loud and vicious looking). This year, the snow covered all but a little of the rushing water...still very pretty though.

J.J. Abrams would be proud of this lens flare



Saturday night was the whiskey tasting event that became popular since last year's event. This year's was opened from single malt scotch, to any variety of whiskey

Sunday, September 21, 2014

After a long bloggy break..onto new adventures!

The long pause in writing was due to me being in the lab for almost a constant 4 months from March to June, then writing my thesis. I can now proudly say that I submitted my 297 page monstrosity and will be convocating in the fall! I won't be at my convocation, however, since I am now in Lausanne, Switzerland, about to start my PhD at EPFL with Dr. Ian Smith on tensegrity bridges. Tensegrity what? Here's a video of that same concept used for a new Mars rover, but imagine this as a pedestrian bridge...that's what I'm working on. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wR0AlIwEgSE

To those that I did not have a chance to see before I left, I wish you all the best until the next time I see you and well beyond. The swing dancers of Waterloo, Toronto, and Hamilton: a special thank you for keeping me smiling during stressful times of my masters. The balboa dancers of Waterloo, Toronto, Cleveland, and Chicago: you're amazing people and I'll miss you terribly. My parents: goes without saying, thanks for helping me out as much as humanly possible before I left and being supportive. My advisers and work colleagues: I've learned so much academically and socially through my masters, a big thank you (also take care of my bridge baby while I'm gone!).

Anyway, I've chatted with my new colleagues and I'm excited to get to start a new project. Despite Switzerland and robot bridges being cool, I really went through an emotional roller coaster this summer trying to say goodbye (but not forever) to some people who are very near and dear to me. In the end, I had to finally realise that it wasn't forever, the internet is awesome, and that friendships will prevail over distance (though I did have a few 'wtf am I doing' moments on the plane over). Ran into Amanda Stock and her partner Jono at Pearson who were on my Toronto-Reykjavik flight, but they were Scotland-bound.

So far I have been in Lausanne for a little over a day, where my temporary housing is in central Lausanne. I've found the grocery store, the pub Scott remembers "Les Brasseurs", and a bunch of interesting looking shops. I arrived on a holiday weekend, so things are closed on Monday too. Considering I've got a lot of paperwork to work on, that's kinda a bummer but means more exploring time. This afternoon I went to Ouchy and danced by the lakeside. I met the Lausanne Swing group, organisers, Cedric (also from Toronto), and a few dancers at EPFL who want to start a swing club there. Oh, and making it out to Bern next Saturday for their lindy party (I missed their balboa party on the 19th). It starts already!

On the to-do list is: mobile number, bank account, insurance, register with the canton, get a permanent house, and (my favourite) get a freakin' bike so I don't have to fuss with transit.

So far, people have been really friendly and helpful (since I didn't know of many services that I could take advantage of through EPFL...they're up there with UW on the not communicating thing).

Off to an outdoor concert meow. ^_^

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

GNCTR 2014 in London, Ontario

This year's concrete toboggan race hosted by Western was the first since 2010 to held on the eastern half of Canada (due to the narrowly cancelled 2012 race) where it was hosted by McMaster in Hamilton. The team finally did not have to pay for flights to cross the entire country or ship the toboggan in a giant crate, which saved a lot of time, paperwork, and money.

The team took a totally new direction on the toboggan design this year after the team carpenter convinced the team that the frame should be built out of wood. They also went with a 2 front ski and 1 rear ski design which at first when it was constructed looked a bit unstable, but really solidified when the rest of the frame was installed. The concrete mix for the skis included needle reinforcement in a basic concrete mix with higher than average fly ash (for competition points). Two GFRP bars were cast into the skis along with the mounting plates to attach the skis to the frame. This was the 3rd year in a row where the Waterloo team used the Architecture CNC machine to create the formwork, which allows for some creativity in the shape of the skis and the running surface. A UW alumni called their shape "so 90's" whereas the design captain joked that it fit their theme of sailors and boats. The steering system was a scissor-type connection to the two front skis with a nice big handlebars in the front. First hand experience the one night in the E5 parking lot, I can say it steered very well and smoothly. The brake was a giant plate the width of the toboggan that was hand-activated by two vertical handles. This design was paired down by the GNCTR safety committee from having a horizontal grab bar at chest height to just the vertical handles at about 18" tall.






My hope was to make it out for the tech exhibit on the Friday, stay the night with the team in London and then see the race on Saturday morning. These plans had to get altered to just the race day because of work on Friday, so I ended up going to the Friday night dance in Toronto . I rented a car for the weekend since I was planning on also attending the Toronto swing dancing exchange on Saturday night and the Imperial social on Sunday night. There was a lot of driving planned for that weekend, and of course there was a snow storm forecasted. After a few hiccups at the rental place in the morning, I was on my way out of Waterloo around 9:45am and got to Boler Mountain at 11am. As I parked and ran to the hill with the dubstep music playing (obviously GNCTR and not the family-friendly area). Just as I got there, I see the large digital display with "Run 1 now: Waterloo" which made me exciting that I didn't miss it. Turns out this was their second run and because of hill conditions at the top, the brake was getting caught on the bump of the hill. Sadly, they were taken off the track, disqualified, and the next team went to race. Their first run at 9am that I missed came very close to being the top speed at 38 km/h. This is much slower than the 2012 race in Calgary, but there were also no major injuries this year.

After lunch was the the king of the hill race, where teams battle in an elimination style for the faster run. During the break after Waterloo's second run, they chipped some notches into the frame near the rear ski in order for the brake to swing forward and higher by even a 1/2" in order to not get caught in the snow. This did really well for them for two runs..until one of the eye bolts got pulled straight, a cable came undone and one of the welds holding the brake plate to the handles sheared. Originally being disqualified, the team's carpenter grabbed his circular saw, cut off the other weld to remove the plate, and the team convinced the safety committee that the two vertical handles would suffice as individual emergency hand brakes. In the end, they came out third, and had more runs on their toboggan than any UW team in the past 3 years.













Considering that the skis were cast less than 28 days before the race and there was no frame 2 weeks prior to the competition, the majority of the GNCTR organizers and judges being doubtful of the wood construction, they did very well and should be proud.

Congratulations UW GNCTR 2014! :D



PCL, one of their sponsors, is also interested in featuring their team and toboggan, which is a great opportunity for them. Super glad I could make it in the end :) Oh yes, the drive back from London was quite an adventure since the rental car had no snow tyres and I was not able to make it out of my driveway that night. Yay adventure!

Friday, November 1, 2013

My first half marathon

Halfway through the summer I decided I was running long enough and frequently enough (3 times a week at 8-10km each?) that a half marathon would be totally feasible this season. So! I signed up for the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront Half Marathon on October 20th. 21.1 km, I was going to run all those kilometres.

Admittedly, due to my schedule in the two months prior to the race, I started to get a little nervous about if I'd get enough practice time. There had already been one trip out to Montreal in September and another planned for right after the race to Brossard to do instrumentation on the Daigneault Creek Bridge. The TA position had lots of lab marking to do and I was to try and polish/practice my presentation for the INALCO aluminium conference that was the day after the race. I figured out that the schedule would be tight after I signed up for the race since the date triggered something in my mind; six months ago I waved it off figuring I'd just come up with a solution, which I did, where I just had to sacrifice sleep. I was able to increase my confidence on my running when I completed a 17 km run the Saturday before the race and it felt good.

Unfortunately for out-of-towners, race packet pick-up could not be done the day of the race since there were 25,000 people signed up for the event (8,000 marathoners, 10,000 half-marathoners, 7,000 5 km runners). My dad was awesome and drove me out to Toronto on Friday night for the racing bib and then again on Sunday morning for the race. Having only the option to leave Waterloo around 5pm, I'd say we got a medium level of rush hour traffic, so we still got there before the event closed. The runner's expo was held around the CNE buildings where there were booths for sports fuel, drinks, clothes, magazines, and charities; it was huge. At this point I changed my corral colour from the 1:50 - 2:00 pace group to the 2:00 - 2:09 since my pacing was pretty slow on my longer Saturday run. I was also starting to get pretty darn nervous.

Saturday was a quiet day where I had to pack for my conference, field work, and CCX swing exchange in Montreal for the entirety of the next week. Luckily, I could give Pampa and Patrick a bunch of the supplies and clothes I needed for the field work so I didn't have to pack them in my carry on. This was also a day where I was careful what I ate because I didn't want to have to make pitstops that can be so easy while running past the university. I went to bed early-ish, it wasn't a super exciting day but I needed to relax. The biggest event of the day was that I found Hello Kitty ductape at Rona on sale.

Sunday was race day! I woke up at 5:30am in order to get picked up at 6:00 am and Tim a few minutes later. I slept vicariously through him because he sleeps so wonderfully in moving vehicles when he's a passenger. Approaching Toronto was when reality started to hit; I saw road closure signs, officials on Lakeshore Blvd setting up barriers, and people walking down Queen St. in colourful runners and leggings. Oh yes, and it was also something like 2°C in the morning so I brought everything from t-shirt to my winter running jacket. At the starting line, music was blaring, crowds were warming up and stretching, it was such high and positive energy. Keeping my coat and pants on as long as possible, Tim and my parents keep me distracted until the first group left. As the national anthem was being played, I was stepping side to side to keep moving and warm, and I reminded myself of nearly every hockey player in the NHL. Councillor Doug Ford sounded the horn for each corral, people clapped, and the guy next to me cheekily said if we're allowed to boo. I asked if him and his brother are running as well. As the horn sounded for my group, we walked forward for some time until we approached the starting gate.







My run felt light and easy, which was welcomed; starting off the race well. Figuring I wouldn't push it just yet, I kept that pace, but then I realized the 2:00 half-marathon pace bunny that was well ahead of me at the start was now at my side. Needless to say, that was a comforting thought. The race started at Nathan Philips Square, up University, west on Bloor, south on Bathurst, out west on Lakeshore to High Park area, back on Lakeshore up to Bay and back to City Hall. The full marathon extended on the other side out towards the beaches which my starting line neighbour told me is a nice section of the race.

A few things I noticed; there were way more onlookers and supporters than I ever imagined, being in a huge running group was a new and awesome feeling, and the 13 km mark was the biggest slog for myself and everyone else who I asked ran the half marathon. People with posters had everything from "Go random stranger" to "You're running better than the government". As for that 13 km mark, I wouldn't say I struggled, I just felt less peppy; it was out at the extreme end of the Lakeshore section, so either the fact that you're the farthest from the finish line or the grade, it just wasn't the happiest for people. Past the half way mark, I was starting to look forward to seeing the kilometre marker signs, not that I was ailing, but more like a mental count down. As for normally singing songs in my head, I had less of that because there were so many new stimuli that I was just watching. I did actually start practicing my conference talk around the 13 km mark, maybe that's why it wasn't as easy! Towards the end I was singing Nyan Cat to the beat of my cadence. I developed a good technique for drinking those water/Gatorade cups by 1) making a mess of myself the first time (which I only took advantage of around the 10 km mark) 2) stealing the idea from a guy ahead of me. Pinching the cup to make a V-shape funnel makes for a more effective drinking. Now you know.

People had made a big deal about the hill at the end of the race up from Lakeshore to City Hall on the race site forums, but it really wasn't bad if you're used to Waterloo. I'd say it was equivalent to heading north on King from University to Columbia. Having the last kilometre marked out every 100 m, I began sprinting at 300 m so that I know I ended strong. I was pretty darn happy. Took me a while to find my parents and Tim again because apparently a full marathoner came at about the same time as I did and everyone was going nuts because he broke the record. That's great and all but I broke my own record, 1:56:15, so...there. :P I got lots of hugs once I did find my awesome cheering squad, which was the best feeling of the day :)