So had a good time with some friends at the Highland Games at Fort Edmonton today. Spent the afternoon there and had some fun.
Got to try Haggis for the first time. It wasn't too bad until Jenn pointed out the striking resemblance to cat food. That put me off it a bit. She had a point though. For anyone who doesn't know, Haggis is a sheeps heart, liver, and lungs, mixed with oatmeal and spices, and then boiled in the sheeps stomach for about an hour. Mmm.
Got to watch a snippit of the Heavy Events as well. I don't know much about my Scottish heritage, but as far as I can see this sport consists largely of finding heavy objects and throwing them. It doesn't seem to matter much, (big rocks, sticks, etc) Whatever is handy.
Jenn voiced the question that for those who take these events extremely seriously and devote a large amount of time and energy into training for them, do they start to view objects in terms of weight? After all, if all you have is a hammer...
"Aye, it's a fine car, laddie, but hae far can yea heave it?!"