Spirit

Human spirit.  Its hard to pin down the trait, but theres a little somin'somin in each of us, which defies the other somin'somin in us; rational thought.

Well illustrated by Sunday afternoon's activities.  It was windy.  Ultimate (frisbee) is an awesome game, but if it has an achillies heal, its definitely prevailing weather conditions.  And yet 25 people pitched, well aware of the moving air.

So we play for 2 hours, vexed by shifting air pressure.  Then we braai.  We braai in a hurricane.  It took a three man hudle to manouvre the alight-blitz from the clubhouse, to the drum.  Even an enthusiastic kite flyer, kite'ist... guy who flies kites... would have bailed in favour of an electric frying pan.

What is that feeling you get, like an inner spicyness, when you defy yourself and end up with a boerie roll in one hand and a boerie roll in the other hand...