77 weeks ago Jay and I packed everything we owned into a rented RV, threw a few cats in just to make things interesting, and drove 3,739 km in order to (as was my mantra for those beginning months) "move to a town I've never been to, for a sport I've never done, on a track that doesn't exist."

Last night we had our year-end BBQ before everyone headed home.Let me tell what my team (and coach) does for entertainment.

For the record, I am well aware that the profile is not my strongest orientation in terms of photogenic angles. Thanks for that dad.

Today was our last day of sliding in Calgary, and my wrestling-name-partner -in-crime Rob, aka The Mighty Shadow, and I, aka Ivory Nova, took the last two runs of our session and season.

Thus concludes one hard-hitting week of sliding.

So late one Friday night a while back, Jay and I were watching the only channel we get in Squamish, which meant we were watching WWE pro wrestling, and there was this huge (no, seriously, I mean huge ... 6 foot 9 ... 430 pounds) black dude called Big Daddy V.

So Jay looks at Big Daddy V., then looks at me and says "If I were a wrestler, I would go by the name 'The Great White North.'"

OK, if you have met my hubby, you know right away that this is the BEST wrestling name ever. EVER.

One of my speedy teammates and I have decided to challenge each other to sub-5.60 start time next season (My current PB start is 5.64 seconds).

In honour of that challenge, we decided to finish off this week with a little warm up bet: First person to get under 5.70 before the week is out has to buy the other lunch at McDees (the restaurant of choice for future Olympians ... )