Okay, got up late again. Found out that Theresa can get around in five minutes if she needs to. No more excuses for being late...
Stopped for coffee on the way. Pretty soon, they will start putting Starbucks inside of Starbucks. Promptly spilled it all over the car... *sigh*
Feel much better about things today. I'm way black and white. Show me what to do and I can do it. John demonstrated all the skills the way they should be taught and I picked up some cool stuff.
Lunch was at a place call "Barbarossa". Burritos the size of footballs! Holy crap. Maybe not the best thing to eat right before spending half a day in the water.
Got to watch Theresa as a STUDENT. Loving it! She doesn't take criticism any better than I do. LOL
I got done early, but Theresa has to stay late for her Course Director stuff. Picked up Corey and checked out some cool shops and gourmet food stores.
Home by 10, more homework and off to bed. Dreamed about IDC skills all night.
Tomorrow, my first in-water skill presentation. Wish me luck.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Day Deux, IDC
IDC Day Two-
Okay, I went from a fairly confident alpha dog to sad puppy in about 35 min. It’s interesting to be humbled by someone that is smiling.
Started the day off at Starbucks and actually had to teach the barista how to make an Undertow. Really? Starbuck’s invented it. Theresa and I went from restaurant to restaurant studying Physics and Physiology until the employees started to stare… then we found another.
Did you know that salt water weighs 64 lbs. per cubic foot? Or that every foot you go deeper underwater increases your pressure by 0.0303 psi? Me either…
Dive Utah is a cool dive shop. Met with our Course Director and our Staff Instructor. I thought we were good. These guys are REALLY good. I learned a few things today…
1) Enthusiasm is everything.
2) Be enthused…. Or else…
3) If a PADI instructor candidate bends over to pick up a dropped pencil, butterflies and unicorns will come out of his or her butt.
4) Passing a unicorn really hurts!
5) I’m only half as good as I thought I was and that’s being generous.
6) You’d better get enthused.
7) You can drink all the 3/2 beer you want and still not get a buzz.
Had a great dinner with Theresa and my son at California Pizza. Now, finish homework and it’s off to bed.
Tomorrow… 12 hours of classroom and pool work.
Okay, I went from a fairly confident alpha dog to sad puppy in about 35 min. It’s interesting to be humbled by someone that is smiling.
Started the day off at Starbucks and actually had to teach the barista how to make an Undertow. Really? Starbuck’s invented it. Theresa and I went from restaurant to restaurant studying Physics and Physiology until the employees started to stare… then we found another.
Did you know that salt water weighs 64 lbs. per cubic foot? Or that every foot you go deeper underwater increases your pressure by 0.0303 psi? Me either…
Dive Utah is a cool dive shop. Met with our Course Director and our Staff Instructor. I thought we were good. These guys are REALLY good. I learned a few things today…
1) Enthusiasm is everything.
2) Be enthused…. Or else…
3) If a PADI instructor candidate bends over to pick up a dropped pencil, butterflies and unicorns will come out of his or her butt.
4) Passing a unicorn really hurts!
5) I’m only half as good as I thought I was and that’s being generous.
6) You’d better get enthused.
7) You can drink all the 3/2 beer you want and still not get a buzz.
Had a great dinner with Theresa and my son at California Pizza. Now, finish homework and it’s off to bed.
Tomorrow… 12 hours of classroom and pool work.
IDC DAY ONE
Day one of IDC-
Late as usual… I got around on time, but somewhere between looking for required manuals that I haven’t seen in years, and my missing right dive boot, my early start turned into a late morning. Luckily, I’m off to Salt Lake with Theresa so being on time isn’t really a problem… even after ten years in the states, she’s still on island time.
So, IDC… Instructor Development Course, eight grueling days of classroom and pool work designed to prepare me for the PADI Instructor Evaluation exam, or I.E., which is a two day ordeal . This will be my first time in IDC, and Theresa’s second, though this time around she’s attending as a MSDT and here to gain credit for her IDC Staff Instructor.
Freddy packed the car, so things are arranged with surgical precision that will not last beyond Antelope Valley. Sack of munchies in hand and with a light heart we hit the road for Salt Lake.
I found out yesterday that I will have to retake my Dive Master exams, including such great old hits as “Dive Theory”, “Working With Certified Divers”, and my all-time favorite, “Physics”. This distresses me a little as I have not studied the Physics chapter since my DM exam. So, still optimistic, we crack the books and quiz each other on the Dive Master test.
Things were going along swimmingly until our friends Boyle, Henry and Gay-Lussac show up to put a damper on the fun. Our easy joviality quickly turns into tension as my third attempt to decipher a page of what looks like Egyptian cuneiform ends in failure and a headache. Discretion being the better part of valor and all, we decide to forego any further education till the ‘morrow and tune in Pandora.
Made it into Salt Lake without incident and took over my oldest son’s apartment. Oh, found Theresa’s purse. Okay, I left it on top of the truck in the rain, but still, we found it.
Tomorrow, more fun with physics and IDC orientation, WooHoo.
Late as usual… I got around on time, but somewhere between looking for required manuals that I haven’t seen in years, and my missing right dive boot, my early start turned into a late morning. Luckily, I’m off to Salt Lake with Theresa so being on time isn’t really a problem… even after ten years in the states, she’s still on island time.
So, IDC… Instructor Development Course, eight grueling days of classroom and pool work designed to prepare me for the PADI Instructor Evaluation exam, or I.E., which is a two day ordeal . This will be my first time in IDC, and Theresa’s second, though this time around she’s attending as a MSDT and here to gain credit for her IDC Staff Instructor.
Freddy packed the car, so things are arranged with surgical precision that will not last beyond Antelope Valley. Sack of munchies in hand and with a light heart we hit the road for Salt Lake.
I found out yesterday that I will have to retake my Dive Master exams, including such great old hits as “Dive Theory”, “Working With Certified Divers”, and my all-time favorite, “Physics”. This distresses me a little as I have not studied the Physics chapter since my DM exam. So, still optimistic, we crack the books and quiz each other on the Dive Master test.
Things were going along swimmingly until our friends Boyle, Henry and Gay-Lussac show up to put a damper on the fun. Our easy joviality quickly turns into tension as my third attempt to decipher a page of what looks like Egyptian cuneiform ends in failure and a headache. Discretion being the better part of valor and all, we decide to forego any further education till the ‘morrow and tune in Pandora.
Made it into Salt Lake without incident and took over my oldest son’s apartment. Oh, found Theresa’s purse. Okay, I left it on top of the truck in the rain, but still, we found it.
Tomorrow, more fun with physics and IDC orientation, WooHoo.
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