Saturday, August 18, 2012
6 hundredths of a second
Six hundredths of a second!
It takes much longer to say or type.
But those 6 hundredths (plus) of a second matter to me.
That was my average error as a timekeeper today. It was made worse by some appalling errors.
I can find things to blame of course - but probably better to own up to a bad day.
The athletics meeting was for a British Athletics League match in which our A team are involved.
I suppose it is the equivalent of the top flights of the football league.
It is the sort of meeting where the chief timekeeper takes his job very seriously with pre planned duties worked out and nothing is left to chance. (Except the chance of having a poor timekeeper!)
I don't normally get concerned about bad days - though this was probably one of the worst.
But this chief will analyse all the results when he gets home and will send emails to all timekeepers with all the averages of each and everyone of us.....so it has been a very public display of ineptitude!
The Crawley team did what they had to do (I think) they had to do well enough not to get relegated. The team from Glasgow are promoted.
It was good to see some good athletes on display.
I worked with a lovely man - older than me. He has leukaemia - maybe under some sort of control right now. We talked cancer just a little.
We ended the meeting with a bonus. The host club had laid on a barbecue for the afternoon and a beer tent.
We had half a pint of locally brewed draught beer before we left - brewed at Westerham.
Westerham was one of the lovely places we drove through on the way home.
The country route home from the track (just south of Bromley) was really lovely this evening.
What a beautiful day of weather!
It takes much longer to say or type.
But those 6 hundredths (plus) of a second matter to me.
That was my average error as a timekeeper today. It was made worse by some appalling errors.
I can find things to blame of course - but probably better to own up to a bad day.
The athletics meeting was for a British Athletics League match in which our A team are involved.
I suppose it is the equivalent of the top flights of the football league.
It is the sort of meeting where the chief timekeeper takes his job very seriously with pre planned duties worked out and nothing is left to chance. (Except the chance of having a poor timekeeper!)
I don't normally get concerned about bad days - though this was probably one of the worst.
But this chief will analyse all the results when he gets home and will send emails to all timekeepers with all the averages of each and everyone of us.....so it has been a very public display of ineptitude!
The Crawley team did what they had to do (I think) they had to do well enough not to get relegated. The team from Glasgow are promoted.
It was good to see some good athletes on display.
I worked with a lovely man - older than me. He has leukaemia - maybe under some sort of control right now. We talked cancer just a little.
We ended the meeting with a bonus. The host club had laid on a barbecue for the afternoon and a beer tent.
We had half a pint of locally brewed draught beer before we left - brewed at Westerham.
Westerham was one of the lovely places we drove through on the way home.
The country route home from the track (just south of Bromley) was really lovely this evening.
What a beautiful day of weather!
