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One can contest the declared outcome of a contest. Whoa. A contest is a competition with rules of play and a winner and the rest of the players are referred to as the losers. The players are contestants. When the winner is declared someone might, for some reason, believe the judge made an error and the correct winner was not as declared, so they contest the outcome, meaning they believe the winner was someone else
Just because I don’t believe the correct winner was declared and I contest the result of a contest, does not guarantee that the judges will reconsider. Think of Bush vs Gore in the US Presidential election. There was talk etc but soon enough Mr Bush simply started to move into the White House and Mr Gore went quiet. Some contests are harder to explain than others. What do you think?
A funny thing about us humans is that we can have a contest going inside our head all by ourselves. I can self compete with you about anything and it seems quite a fruitless kind of contest. If I, in my mind, win, I can feel guilty. Not much of a win in that. If I decide I have lost the contest I feel lousy too. Sheesh, this can be lose, lose and I do it anyway and again and again. Hmmm? Funny lot, us humans
A contest can have a consequence of life or death or a stuffed toy. The contest and result can be almost anything we choose. Gladiators in the Coliseum had to win by killing their opponent or die themselves. Contestants compete. Or do they. Is the lottery a contest, or something less? Is playing the stock market a contest. What about playing bridge? If there are winners and losers there is potentially a contest afoot
There are contests and contestants and results to contest. Out of it all I most enjoy the kind at the community picnic in the field at the park. Children and adults and dogs vying to win the three legged race. Who can toss the ball into the bucket. Finding the contestant that can eat the most donuts in one minute. Now those are fun contests. There it is. Contests can be fun and I choose those. Which do you like?
I exercise regularly but still can’t lose weight! Why? Most likely because you’re taking in more calories than you’re burning throughout the day.
Lots of people seem to think that if they exercise, they can eat as much as they want & whatever they want. Unfortunately it doesn’t work that way. The fact is, food plays a larger role in fat loss than does exercise.
Journaling what you eat each day might be helpful. You may not realize all those extras you are consuming during the course of the day. Nibbling while cooking, snacking, helping yourself to a second helping. Most of all mindless eating. What’s that? Sitting on the couch watching tv while filling your face. Before you know it, that whole bag of chips is gone! It would be better to take a serving size or a certain amount out of the bag & put the bag away so you don’t come to the realization that you were eating mindlessly in front of the tv.
Some people find counting calories, weighing their food, weighing themselves etc. to be helpful. Others completely cut out a whole food category, such as sugar or gluten etc. There is no need to cut out whole groups of food, unless there is a medical reason to do so. For example, if you have a hard time resisting chocolate, that doesn’t mean you have to cut out all sugars. You could avoid the candy aisle. Train yourself to reach for fruit instead & save the chocolate for a certain day or occasions.
If you really feel you are eating ‘just right’, & are an active person, it may be that you have hit a plateau. You haven’t done anything new or extra in a long time. Your body changes when you make adaptations to what you regularly do. As an example, if you’re using that same 10 pound weight every single time you do exercises, you’re body finds that easy now. You have to either use a heavier weight or do more reps in order to see further progress.
There are other factors that play a role in fat loss other than calories which we can discuss another time.
Practice makes Permanent.
Move more to feel better.
For more info or if you have questions, feel free to email me.
Over the past forty five years I have flown a lot. I have seen the experience change from an exciting event to be looked forward to into a downright harassing experience which is nothing short of something to be endured, not enjoyed.
My first trip was from England to Seattle, a visit to my mother and her cousin, who shared a home there. I was accompanied by my four daughters, aged four, three and eighteen months old twins, also my mother-in-law, a dear lady who was my best friend.
We started our journey at Manchester airport in northern England. In those days people dressed up to fly, it was a fairly new experience for most people and they dressed for the event. Most women like ourselves, were in dresses and high heels, men were in suits and ties. Not a very comfortable way to spend a long journey in rather cramped conditions but that was 1970 and that is how we dressed.
The line up was short as there were many clerks at the check-in desks so we were dealt with fairly quickly and sent on our way, we had time for a cup of tea before going quickly through security and on to the gate. Once on the plane we were given a boiled sweet to suck on while we took off.
I remember sitting listening to the hostess describing the seatbelt, the evacuation route and the crash position and carefully reading the card showing all the features of the plane and where the exits where. Meanwhile the children had emptied the entire contents of the pockets and one of them was wearing the airsick bag on her head.
Fast forward to today’s flying experience. You know it is going to be a long day so dress in comfortable clothes, take book, snacks and some form of electrical tablet to amuse yourself. You no longer enter the airport in wide eyed wonder instead you search for your check in area, which may or may not actually have the name of the aircraft company you thought you were flying with. Because many companies share seats on planes of other companies, it can be quite a puzzle to find out where you need to be. You may have a ticket on “Air cheapo” but are actually going with Delta. Your ticket, which is now just part of an email printout, says nothing about Delta, so you wonder around looking for a counter for Air cheapo.
After looking at the departure board, you find that Air cheapo plus three other obscure airlines are all going to your destination at the same time, departing from the same gate as Delta, so you realize you are actually going with Delta and head over to the appropriate counter. Here you are expected to get a boarding pass from a machine. Not being very “up” with computers, you try to follow instructions but having put your passport into a slot in various positions and getting no luck, you seek help. An assistant with a plastic smile wanders over and tries to not look like she is dealing with a cretin, while she simply goes through the steps, gives you the necessary form and directs you to the line up that says “bag drop off”.
The line for the check-in desk winds back and forth like a snake and you shuffle along moving bags with your feet for a half hour. You spend so much time that you get friendly with another passenger who is in the line and, by the time you reach the counter you know all his history, where he is going and have made plans for coffee in two weeks time.
When the line spits you out into the desk area another person with a plastic smile directs you to a desk. I guess they assume that the whole brain-deadening experience of the bag shuffling line up has made you unable to find your own way to a desk.
Papers, passport and other various crap is presented and scanned before your luggage gets it’s (hopefully) correct tag and is thrown onto a conveyor. You are now free to enjoy a further two hours of boredom before you need to present yourself at the departure gate. Why they want you to arrive at the airport three hours before a flight is a mystery. It means that thousands of people are crowded in, all looking for their correct desk and then left to wonder around in search of coffee and a placed to sit and kill time before it is time to depart.
Frequent travellers have learned how to present themselves at security. I now wear sandals that can be slipped off quickly, a minimum layer of clothing, anything vaguely suspicious goes in my checked baggage so all I present is my purse and a travel bag with my book, an e reader, some snacks, an empty water bottle and an empty travel mug. The bottle and mug can both be filled after the security check. I have learned on previous travels that it pays to carry both hot and cold refreshment on the plane as you never know how long it will be before these items are offered.
I settle into my window seat, have nothing under my feet except my purse, my liquid refreshment is stowed away in the pocket and I have my book to get lost in. Of course, I try to look as though I am listening to the take off safety instructions and do always look which window I may have to crawl out of, but I spend most of the journey buried in my book. After a couple of hours I drift of to sleep and hopefully arrive at my destination before I get too bored.
Air travel is a necessity if modern life, to be endured rather than enjoyed but rather than fight the boredom of the day of travel, I have learned to go with the floe and pretend it isn’t happening.
The Grade 9 Field Hockey team of SOSS vs the team of Maple Ridge, during the Fall Festival hosted at SOSS .The girls had a tough game, but came out with smiles and a positive attitude, ready to take on their next game.
Reports and pictures by Ali Lantz
SOSS Senior Boys Volley Ball team, coached by Steve Podmorrow, dominating Rutland Secondary winning both rounds. The tournament was held at Pen High, hosting 8 teams . The boys with a seventh place finish, winning 2 out of 6 games.
Jake’s Gift, a beautifully written, critically acclaimed play is coming to the Frank Venables Theatre in Oliver on Saturday October 21st at 7:30. Canadian actress and playwright Julia Mackay delights audiences with Jake’s Gift, a surprisingly funny drama that tells the story of a Canadian WW2 veteran’s reluctant return to Normandy, France, for the 60th Anniversary of D-Day. While roaming the shores of Juno Beach, Jake encounters Isabelle, a precocious ten-year-old from the local village whose inquisitive nature and charm challenge the old soldier to confront some long-ignored ghosts – most notably, the wartime death of his eldest brother, Chester, a once promising young musician. At its heart, Jake’s Gift is about the legacy of remembrance and makes personal the story behind one soldier’s grave. Since 2007, Juno Productions has toured this multi award-winning play to over 230 communities across Canada including international stops in Washington State, Tiverton & Birmingham, England, and to Normandy, France, for the 70th and 73rd Anniversary of D-Day.
Julia Mackay shares Jake’s Gift with us on Saturday October 21st at 7:30 at Frank Venables Theatre, 6100 Gala St, (corner of Fairview Rd) Oliver. Tickets are available online at venablestheatre.ca and at the Theatre Box Office. For information, please visit our website or call (250) 498-1626.
We talked by phone to owner Sam Tibbitt this morning. Fire caused by a fridge against the east wall of the small trailer. Tibbitt says he is covered by insurance and plans a meeting with adjuster this week. He can’t continue the business this fall but hopes to re-open on schedule in March.
His thanks to Oliver Fire Department for quick response and to the people who called 911.
A young pastor in Zimbabwe, Africa left this note in his office. It was discovered after this persecuted pastor was found murdered for his faith. The incident is recorded in Brennan Manning’s book, “The Signature of Jesus”. Excerpts from his letter appear below.
I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed. … My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure. … I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean on his presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer, and labor with power. … I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the enemy, pander at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity. …. I am a disciple of Jesus. I must go till he comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till he stops me. And, when he comes for his own, he will have no problem recognizing me…my banner will be clear.
WOW!! That’s a lot to live up to even if we’re on the sunny side.
Stacey Smith is 43, covering her new occupation as the Vice Principal of SOSS. Smith was the Deputy Head of the Secondary International School of Dhaka, Bangladesh. She also taught overseas in Vietnam.
Smith grew up in Northern BC, in the small town of Vanderhoof with her parents. Smith moved to Penticton with her dad, and taught PE at Princess Margaret Secondary, and she continues to coach girls volleyball today.
Stacey says that her family is full of educators. Her family’s current location is Penticton, and hers is Oliver.
Smith claims “The students are the heart of the school”, and she wishes to bring more kindness and student well being to SOSS. She also says that she will learn from our youth, and grow with our students, as the new VP of Southern Okanagan Secondary.
Photo and story by Ali Lantz
4:20 am Saturday
House of Hogs – BBQ stand aflame. Oliver Fire Department on the scene. Undetermined cause. Trailer not full engulfed in flames but a lot of
smoke and water damage. Police called.
Rescinding of Fire Ban in RDOS Areas
The Regional District of Okanagan-Similkameen (RDOS) – Effective at 16:00hrs, Friday Sept. 22, 2017, campfires will once again be allowed for those lands which are contained within the RDOS Fire Protection Areas, which include the Anarchist Mountain, Kaleden, Keremeos, Naramata, Okanagan Falls, Tulameen and Willowbrook Fire Area. BC Wildfire Service rescinded the campfire ban on those lands which fall within their provincial fire jurisdiction earlier today.
The RDOS, in conjunction with the municipalities of Penticton, Summerland, Oliver, Osoyoos, Princeton, Hedley and the Village of Keremeos has determined that more seasonal weather conditions and precipitation have reduced the fire risk in these areas.
The RDOS reminds the public that open fires larger than 0.5m x 0.5m, such as backyard and multiple pile burning, remain prohibited. A poster explaining the different categories of open burning is available online at: http://ow.ly/znny309kJv5. More information about current area restrictions, open burning prohibitions, and safe use of campfires can be found online at: http://www.gov.bc.ca/wildfirebans
Leagues for all
Registration Night will be held this week
Friday, September 22 at the Eastlink Curling Centre 7pm
735 McKinney Rd (3)
By Doug Donaldson
B.C. Minister of Forests, Lands, Natural Resource Operations and Rural Development
In British Columbia, forests have always been a vital part of our way of life – anchoring our economy, and providing both recreation and tourism opportunities.
As we near the end of what has been an unprecedented wildfire season, when our precious forests were under constant threat, I hope you’ll join me in celebrating National Forest Week, Sept. 24 to 30. It’s a great way to truly appreciate the value of our forests and how important it is to manage them sustainably.
We are about to plant our eight billionth tree, clear evidence that we care about the future of our forests.
National Forest Week has a special significance for British Columbians this year. The theme of the week is Our Stories, Our Future: Celebrating Canada’s Forests. It’s a chance for us to speak to the importance of forests from our past and into our future – from the cedar trees that have been central to the lives of coastal First Nations people for thousands of years, to the advanced wood products used to build the Brock Commons student residence at the University of British Columbia, the world’s tallest modern mass-wood structure.
As we move into wildfire recovery, our government is working with First Nations and local communities to help them rebuild local economies, as well as co-ordinating support for land-based activities to restore so many forest values – from timber to habitat.
Premier Horgan’s government has committed to building a sustainable economy that works for all British Columbians and the forest industry will play an important role. We’re committed to working with industry, local governments and First Nations to do everything we can to ensure our forests remain an important part of our lives and support our sustainable economy.
We will address regulatory and capital barriers so we can gain more value from our forests by expanding innovative wood product manufacturing.
We will also modernize land-use planning, so we can effectively manage the incredible ecological diversity in our forests – from wildlife habitat to old growth. And we will invest more in reforestation – especially important after this summer’s wildfire season.
I represent the Stikine riding in northwest B.C. where we have an especially close connection to our forests and our land. Regardless of where you live in B.C., I encourage you to mark National Forest Week by taking the time to appreciate the immense value of our forests and join me in thanking all of those involved in responding to this year’s wildfires.
Source: BC Government