So Shanghai... 28C everyday..never saw the sun. Humidity you could cut with a knife and skin sticky with smog, sweat and sunscreen...and what an attractive bunch we all made at the end of each day.

The usual suspects were mostly absent, but we managed a foray into the Xinyang Markets to watch haggling over shoes, undies and phone covers.... only to find them starting cheaper again around the corner. But fun to watch the boys more experienced in such ventures haggle like pros.
And no Facebook!!!!!!!!Aaaaaaaagh!!!!First thing we all did arriving in Sydney... was catch up on FB. That's probably a bad thing... but there ya go... FB junkies all.

Aussie team shot well. Some strong performances... Especially Mike Brosnan. Watched Damsbo fight hard for every match (including Mike) and finally get defeated by Angel Ramirez who went on to take 3rd. Saw Dietmar lose a whole arrow in the finals to a busted nock... always heart breaking to watch a match go down like that. But Dietmar finished with class and Reo shot like a machine.. and Miss Jamie shot a world record... kicking arse my dear :)

Shooting: I felt great in ranking, but shot crap.
I won my first match against Pamela from Hong Kong China and then got soundly beaten by Ms Diane Watson of USA. Did that thing of barely dropping a point in practice and then dropping everything in the match. I shot bad. Nothing to report there. Working on a few things including bow arm and head space and feeling okay with the progress. Not unhappy with final world cup for the year.

And a sensitive subject came up. I was asked that I not inject insulin in public. It was suggested that this was insensitive to people who are uncomfortable around illness and needles. May as well ask me to not breathe in public...teaspoon of cement people...it's not hurting you and I don't feel ashamed about living.

Loved Shanghai. It's a fascinating place. Would like more time to explore... maybe next year :)

Spring. :) So new indoor range.. 24hr access assuming there's no forklifts in the way and temperature control. Got my tunes plugged in and no one to mind my horrendous off key singing along. One step closer to getting my world sorted the way I want it :)

New season and new world cup. I leave for Shanghai on Saturday and I dearly wish I had more time to practice at 50m. Main focus for August was the bow arm elbow and shoulder and the bow hand. Contact with the string is generally a good way of checking how I'm doing...and the massive bruise i'm sporting on my left arm is probably a heads up I haven't got it right.... yes I did test it without the arm guard... gotta be sure :D

Made it famous this week on the front page of the Diabetes Tasmania magazine. Doing my bit for diabetes and archery awareness in one hit :)

So last round for the year... wish me luck... it's the season of the moon festival... surely a lucky week...and if not at least we can always eat moon cakes.

Sooo Italia...

40 hours in transit. With a stop in Hong Kong and Heathrow. The guy that drove me from the airport to the hotel didn't speak a word of English and I don't speak Italian. But somehow in my broken Spanish and his Italian we managed conversation and a coffee on the way :D

Someone on AT was whinging about how much I whinge on here... so heads up..archers like to whinge. It's our hobby. Shooting arrows is just our obsession. And well the whinging in Italy has been stella :D The hotels are all miles apart and the food has been interesting, there's riot police in all our hotels and nothing to do at night unless the ladies hanging on the street corners outside all the hotels are of interest. I'm guessing they aren't outside every night for their health...
:D and our hotel was one of the better ones :D

The opening ceremony was epic. A massive light show to kick off the week and a chance to hug old friends. It's the best opening I've ever seen and not even the most cynical archer has claimed otherwise (although a few hardcore cynics griped about the need to have one in the first place).

Practice... seemed okay. Good weather. Good arrows. My usual telling off about my gear...this time my fletching is okay and it's my nocks that aren't good enough... baby steps :) one day I'll get through an event and have everything up to scratch :D

OMG we got George back!!! We love you George! :) World events are never the same without George's dulcet tones. Folk keep asking what these events feel like. They feel like home. The people who understand why you do what you do, the field of play and George's baritone to welcome us back.

Started on a high note in practice and then shot a miserable first half and a much improved second half. Ivana noticed my bow arm elbow was sloppy and too much tension in my hand and the coach from Nederlands gave me a verbal smack up the back of the head and the second half went much better. He said 'bow hand and release hand must be the same in here' and pointed to his head... and truer words have yet to be spoken. There were lightning strikes and we got rained on, but otherwise perfect weather.

Went down by two points in the first match to Victoria from the Ukraine. I shot okay. Not great. Just okay. No disasters, just not enough tens. So I'm alright with it. No I'd rather not be officially on holidays, but I can live with that match.

On the technical stuff... the consensus is that nocks must be perfect at all times. I figure I'm not good enough to see the difference right now, but point taken. Every little bit helps. Fletching, I've been using a  glue with a primer. My comp arrows I used a glue that came with my previous telling off... and my practice arrows with a glue I found at home that seems to work the same...so far not a fletch lost.

The fight with my bow shoulder may finally be won with turning that elbow. When I turn it the same way I do with recurve, the shoulder is much improved. And the balance of bow hand and release...well something I know, but sometimes hearing it from a different source is really what you need. Man was a life line. Told me to come to Nederlands and train and checked on me all week. How cute is that? And I'm seriously tempted.

And the rest... well my fav peeps haven't had such a good run this trip... so teams aside, we're all officially on holiday...
Maja from Denmark took out a Korean (people are still saying wow) in recurve...in fact there was a lot of upsets this week... the usual suspects aren't all going to finals. And here we thought somethings never change :)

The calm before the storm and that damn wheel again...

So here we are again...World Champs coming up. People always ask are you ready? Hell no. I've been told that the winners are the ones that feel like they are prepared. I have to admit that none of the winners I know ever feel that way. They always feel that more time would be good. Some of us would just like a little more time than others :)

So going into the home stretch, I am feeling okay about where my shooting is. I don't know what clicked in the last few weeks, but I'm stronger than I had been. It's felt like my body is just failing me day after day... but in the last couple weeks it's finally been improving for the work I put in. We had a team camp in Melbourne and shot in evil icy wind all weekend. And I shot like arse... but sometimes it's the awful shooting that you need to gauge your performance off because you haven't seen good weather in so long you don't know how a good day looks anyway :D And right now a crap day is better than a good day was 3 months ago. So we'll take it. 

There's a subtle change in my bow shoulder position. A bit of work with Mr James Park (of Mastering Compound Bows) and he reminded me as he always does that my shoulder line runs very close to the string... so if my arm guard is chewing through serving like crazy, I'm probably turning into the string a tad too close. Jim said just move it out. And in my first decent weather in weeks that's what I'm working on. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k7CBOyOEfq8 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muQgPv503Sk

Thanks Jim :) Sometimes we need to be told what we should already know. That damn wheel keeps getting remade over and over... but Rome wasn't built in a day... maybe they made a lot of wheels too :D

It's character building....apparently

so... Croatia... well the weather was nice... ice cream was good as always... and my fav boys and girls were of course all gorgeous. and when someone asks me how I shot...well the weather was great....

it's an awful truth that when you shoot like poo you're going to spend the next month with people asking you how you shot and then offering you excuses for why did you so bad...it's okay. i shot like arse... we don't need to make excuses. so it's kind of like salt in the wounds...and there's no way to get out of such conversations politely... have tried... actually even being blunt doesn't help... 'i don't want to talk about it' has never been met with a polite change of subject ever... so you just grin and bear it and i'm sure it's character building or something and nice to know that people are trying to make you feel better :D

but at the end of the day. this trip was more a practice run than anything. Insulin and blood sugars were good. No accidents or trips to the hospital... so at least that's something... and some time to do nothing but shoot, eat and sleep... best way to spend your days.

a day in Porec... on a virtuous day starts with a run at 6am. breakfast at 7.... fairly high protein, high fat sort of affair... no no sugar/no fat cereals to be found here...
morning shooting sometimes a pre and post breakfast event. all at 50m. lunch of meat...meat and pasta oh and more meat.... afternoon shooting, a little shopping or maybe a game of mini golf... dinner: meat again... some unidentifiable goo with cheese... and desserts that all look great but all taste exactly the same (however do they do that?).....maybe a post dinner shoot...a lot of hi how are you going?!! and then 'who was that and have i actually met them before?'.....a lecture from certain Danish boys for how dodgy my fletching is....a giggle over the sleeping arrangements since twin share  for some reason never means two beds in europe...the inevitable boom in fb friend requests...sometimes from folks who never said a word to you.

and the inevitable post cup lament...i wish i could live at world cup.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03H5nZpMteE

Take that evil boxing bag!!! Ha!!!

It's bucketing with rain and cold as a penguin's bum and I'm contemplating hibernation until we see 30C again sometime in Jan next year... but being driven into the garage for my daily shooting does remind me of my favourite wind down when not shooting...my trusty boxing bag. I'm told by better experts than me that I hit like a girl so nothing more than exercise really, but some days it really is the answer to all evils.

As we start counting down to Croatia I'm trying to get in as much shooting as possible, but day light is limited now and the bad weather is making it worse. Last week I could start shooting at about 6.30am, but this week being so wet and overcast I'm lucky if there's enough light before 7am. I hate this time of year.

Notes to self... bow shoulder looking too mobile, but could just be because of the sharp angle shooting at a low target. Bow hand too tense, getting cramps in the fingers..could be they're just cold, but vid shows the little finger with that distinct crook that usually gives me away. But the head space is great...that still frame like a photograph where everything is just right and the shot goes off... doesn't get much better than that.

So training more in the garage than not. It's a bit like spending too much time in the lab... people who spend too much time at work or training, you can spot them by how comfy the clothes are. I've degenerated to beanies, trackies and my fav and fading Hoyt t-shirt...next step is rocking up in your PJs...

Less like a toaster...yay!

K, so I was in Lonnie all week for work. And that means morning training at Paringa. The ground was covered in wallabies at 7am. as the sun came up and the fog lifted there were plumes of butterflies with every step. And not a breath of wind. Kind of hard to not love this ground.

Following on from my epiphany of stupidity, I've been working on keeping the set up high and the shoulders low. Scores are on the rise. Shooting less like a retarded toaster everyday. Tuesday morning shooting was one of those do a little dance and punch the air kinds of moments that you're rather thankful no one else is silly enough to be out of bed to witness... but it was a good moment non the less. That point when you realise the hard work is starting to pay off. When you shoot the arrow and know where it's going to land.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeWm-5YTzaE