sudbury, aka bluebury

This past week training has been very hard and has required a considerable amount of self discipline. No, not because my workouts have been particularly strenuous. Because it's BLUEBERRY season! Did you know that Sudbury means blueberry in french? Now, that may or may not be accurate but the fact remains that the mtb trails in the 'bury are overrun by b.bushes and it's interfering with my training. I'm addicted to them.  I actually have to tell myself, "Just look ahead. Squint your eyes so that your surroundings are a bit fuzzy and you won't even notice them".

are ya achin'? YUP YUP YUP YUP

Did you know that Sudbury is the blueberry capital of Ontario? That one is actually true.

A lesson:
Before Sudbury had its notorious super smoke stack that now sends pollution from the mines elsewhere, the sulfuric vapor poured over the landscape in the form of acid rain and wiped out most of the vegetation. Luckily not all was lost. Blueberries thrive in acidic soil and the plants spread like wild fire over the Sudbury Basin. Because 90% of the sulfuric vapor is now removed from the area, we're losing our acidic soils* and we could possibility lose our beautiful blueberry bushes AND title! Maybe 10 years from now when I'm a mutant and have a third arm from eating too many toxic berries I'll be happy that they're disappearing but for now I'm just plain concerned.
*I actually know that this is actually a good thing

In other news, I have been dogsitting 2 extra little friends this week and for the first time in the history of my being, I am over-dogged. Dogged right out. 4 is just too many. They are all big, and will all fight to the bitter end for some reason or another.

Happy EH Day to all. Time to watch the Wimbledon finals. Go Kvitova.

e.blueberry.