In preparation for the Knitting Olympics, since the Harlot said it was okay, I decided to train by kntting a swatch:
I mean, it's only smart, right? What if the yarn doesn't work with the pattern, or the variegated CC turns out eye-wrenching? There are going to be hundreds of knitters around the world competing, I would hate to drop out just because I didn't prepare enough.
But then I thought, why only swatch? There are other ways to prepare myself, mentally AND physically. So, I decided to fly out to Torino and train with the big dogs.
I hit the slopes first, since I've been skiing since I was little, I thought it would be a good place to start.
And then a go around the ice was a great way to get the blood flowing.
But I could do these things at home. What I really needed was something to challenge me, something to help me prepare for how to deal with time flying and extreme panic. So I decided to learn how to luge:
And then for good measure, I took a fencing lesson. Never too late to learn how to brandish a sharp pointy needle.
All this I did, in the hopes of acheiving my dreams of glory.
But in the end, I'm still only knitting 5 rows an hour. 168 stitches per row... that's only 14 stitches per minute. I've really got to get that up to something respectable, or there's no way I'm going to get the hat finished in just 16 days.
I guess I should just stick to the good old-fashioned workout.