Say goodbye to the Green Machine:

And say hello to the Yet-Unnamed Green Machine Replacement...

So, in terms of skeleton, I have taken THE LEAP: I have bought my own sled. And not any sled: It's a Davenport!

This is the view from the top of the Calgary track at 7:30 a.m. I had the pleasure of taking it in every morning for the last two weeks that I had to be at the track ready to slide at 9 am, which meant a 6:30 am departure in order to battle the Calgary commuter traffic.

The beautiful morning sunrise that was waiting for me at the top of the track almost made it all worth it.

And by almost I mean not even close.

Today my sled underwent some minor surgery to bring it up to FIBT standards.

Now my sled meets FIBT standards.

In case you were wondering.

As I am sure you were.

So ... yeah ...

That's all.

Well, the track opened this week and I went down (right side up, thank you very much. DAD.) for the first time since Nationals in March (ummm ... which was not as right side up ... )

Today I played paintball for the first time. I am hoping I didn't give myself away as a newbie when I knocked my gun against the bunker as I went to take my first shot at someone, popped open the container and dumped my 99 remaining paintballs all over the ground. Or when I went to get my paintballs refilled, forgot to put my barrel safety cover on and pointed my gun right in the face of our referee.