With apologies to Mr. Armstrong
My brother has long held the goal of completing an Ironman triathlon, and in only a few hours (at 7 a.m. on Sunday) he’ll begin the final leg of that goal when he starts the 2010 Ironman Lake Placid.
(For those of you unaware of the Ironman, it consists of a 2.4-mile swim, a 112-mile bike ride and a 26.2-mile run; it began in Hawaii in 1978 after an argument about which athletes were the most fit, and it continues today as a highly reliable method of determining insanity.)
His Ironman journey began in earnest last July, when we traveled to Lake Placid to watch the 2009 race and to register him for the 2010 race. (Ironman Lake Placid is so popular that if you don’t sign up in person, you don’t make it.) While we were watching the race, we noticed many families and friends printed special shirts to show their support for their racers. We all liked that idea, so we began thinking about ideas for his shirt; by the end of the day, I had an idea.
If you’ve seen my Christmas cards, you know I enjoy taking something widely-recognized and re-appropriating it for a different purpose. When it comes to widely-recognized, few shirts can top the eye-catching LIVESTRONG shirts offered by the Lance Armstrong Foundation:

It just so happens that not only does my brother’s first name begin with an L, but his last name also begins with an S and ends with a trong, making that shirt perfect for this particular re-appropriation. Before long, I had the shirt design ready to go:

While at Ironman Lake Placid 2009, we also noticed some families chose to add Bible verses to the back of their shirts. The LIVESTRONG shirt has no design on the back, but it was important to both my brother and me that we include a verse as a display of our faith. Most families used one of the same two verses: Isaiah 40:31 or Hebrews 12:1-2. Those are both superb verses that express important Biblical truth and fit the situation, but they’re also the popular choices. I didn’t want popular, so I mulled it over a bit and decided to use a verse that expressed important Biblical truth and fit the situation, but in a different way. The verse I chose was Proverbs 27:17, and the back design makes it clear how it fits the situation:

Ice is back, day 13: paint it cool
On the morning of day 13, the rink was finally ready to paint.

I arrived at the arena shortly after 9:00, when the crew was preparing to lay paint. The paint that provides the nice bright white color comes in powder form to be mixed by the paint crew, as Dan and Tom are doing here.

Painting ice is much different than painting more typical surfaces like wood; instead of drying over a longer period of time, the paint freezes shortly after it’s applied. When it’s frozen, it’s sealed with a thin layer of ice on top of it.
To cover the ice, it takes 300 gallons of white paint applied in three coats. The crew used a small garden tractor to pull the paint sprayer, a clever device that looks and operates much like a very small crop sprayer.





Thanks to those three coats of paint, the ice gained its familiar white color and the room seemed considerably brighter.

With the white paint applied and sealed, it was time to add the hockey lines. While it might be fun to freehand the lines, neither hockey players nor officials would appreciate crooked lines, so the crew put down string to ensure straight lines.

You may have noticed that the string has also been sealed with a layer of ice to make sure it doesn’t move. This was accomplished with a small pump sprayer, as shown here in the hands of Dan.



The painting process itself is fairly pedestrian: it involves paint, a brush and a lot of work.





Of course, there are also a few circles necessary for a good game of hockey. To create the proper circles, the crew cut string in the circles’ radii, attached them (one at a time, naturally) to a spike and drew the circles on the ice.

As the day progressed, the surface began to look more and more like a real sheet of hockey ice.


The center ice circle still looked bare, but that didn’t last long: that’s Tom standing next to the circle preparing to paint the arena’s name around the circle.


By 6:15 nearly all of the essential lines and circles were painted and sealed, leaving only the graphics to be added.

The graphic work occurred the morning of day 14, but a schedule conflict prevented me from being there to document the process. That means the next day will show the considerably less exciting process of flooding the rink to add the last inch of ice on top of the paint.
Ice is back, day 12: there’s gonna be a floody, floody
Required reading: day 1; day 3; day 6; day 7; day 8; day 9; day 11
On day 12 the sand was frozen, which meant it was time to begin flooding to build the ice. I arrived after the flooding began, and the difference was obvious thanks to the glossier surface. (I would have said the difference was clear, but that would have been an offense worthy of severe pun-ishment.)

The gloss was provided by the first thin layer of ice on the frozen sand.

Like the rest of the replacement process, flooding was somewhat tedious and time-consuming; in order to build the ice gradually, the water is added with garden hoses, one thin layer at a time.

To minimize splashing, the hoses need to be kept close to the surface; since holding a hose at ground level for hours would be murder on the workers’ backs, they used a simple and wonderfully appropriate solution: they taped the hoses to hockey sticks.





The flooding continued until there was a base of ice suitable for painting. And since I’m sure that’s what many of you really want to see, let me give you the good news: the next post — day 13 — will feature eight and a half hours’ worth of photos of the process of painting the ice.
Ice is back, day 11: she’s a cold-hearted rink
By day 11, the sand was thoroughly soaked and ready to be cold as ice.

Before the crew could start building ice, they had to prepare a hard base on which to build the ice; the sand, having been fully soaked, could now be frozen to provide that base.
You may note the flurry of activity on the hardening surface. You may also note the sarcasm oozing from the strokes and counters of that sentence. Do you remember how thrilling it was to watch the sand dry? Watching the ice freeze was only slightly more thrilling. But it was a warm June day outside, so it was nice to spend some time in a cold arena.




When you dump a bunch of water on the floor, you’re bound to end up with plenty of humidity in the room; that consequence can be seen not just by the fog in the above photo, but also by the view through the glass shown in the below photo.

Next up will be day 12, when the floodgates opened.
Ice is back, day 9: soak it to me soak it to me soak it to me
With the very large, very flat sandcastle complete, Tom brought out the sprinklers.

Sprinklers are typically used to help grow crops or grass or happy children on a hot day, but in this case they were being used to grow ice: the sand had to be thoroughly soaked before the crew could start building ice on the sand.


Next up is day 11, when a cold front moved through the arena.
Photo of the Now, vol. 222
Sunday morning saw the swimming, biking and running of the Iron Goddess Triathlon at Waterloo Recreation Area. For two very good reasons, I was there as a photographer rather than as a participant:
- I never learned how to swim, I can’t ride a bike, and — trust me — it’s in everyone’s best interest for me not to try to run unless I’m running from some sort of life-threatening situation. If you’re not convinced, consider this (hilariously accurate) search string somebody used to find my website: “handicapped photographer chelsea mi”.
- As the event’s name suggests, the Iron Goddess Triathlon is only for women.
Since I couldn’t take part in the intentional exhaustion, I began work on the modern photographer’s triathlon — shoot/process/blog — while the women worked on the traditional swim/bike/run triathlon.
The day started with a nice refreshing swim in Portage Lake.




One racer was particularly happy to have finished the swim.

The next step was a bike ride.




The race concluded with a run.



Near the end of the course, organizers wrote encouraging and informative messages on the pavement.


There were plenty of family members to cheer on the racers. Since cute sells newspapers, I kept my eye out for kids cheering on their moms. These girls — two sets of two sisters — had a good time cheering on their moms.


This young man shared a high five with his dad.

This young man even brought a handmade sign with a pithy message: “Yay mom”.

After all that effort, racers were glad to cross the finish line. Some were too weary to exult in the accomplishment, but that wasn’t a problem for this racer, the overall third-place finisher in her race.

Photo of the Now, vol. 221
Each Saturday morning from late spring through summer, farmers descend on Park Street in Chelsea to offer a variety of fresh produce at Chelsea’s farmer’s market. I was dispatched to get a few photos of this week’s market.





The market also features inedible offerings like flowers and even jewelry.



But really, once you see these, it’s hard to think about anything else.

Photo of the Now, vol 220: in memory of Lt. Joel Gentz
Two weeks ago, Air Force 1st Lt. Joel Gentz, a graduate of Chelsea High School, was killed in a helicopter crash in Afghanistan. Yesterday, his funeral procession brought Main Street to a halt as grateful Chelsea residents stopped to pay their respects to a man who died in service to his country.








The rock in Pierce Park received an appropriate paint job.

Businesses around town expressed their gratitude, too.




Ice is back, day 8: a day at the beach
By day 8 the sand was dry enough to host a party, so arena employee Tom invited a few hardworking friends to build a very large, very flat sandcastle.

Building a sandcastle so large and so flat takes plenty of work, including bringing in the new sand…

…raking it out…

…and packing it down with a roller.

While all that hard work was happening, Tom also made sure to check the sand against the laser level to make sure all that work produced a flat surface.


Shortly after I took the above photo, Tom declared the sand base complete and packed up the level, leaving the rink ready for the next phase of the project.

That next phase will be day 9, when all that drying became a distant memory.
Ice is back, day 7: livin’ on the edge
Required reading: day 1; day 3; day 6
On day 7, the rink was thrilling spectators by…drying. Ooooooh. Aaaaaah.

Upon closer inspection, the rink wasn’t exactly as it was on day 6: the crew had added new sand to fill in the gap left where the base had pulled away from the boards. On day 3 the edge looked like this:

But after the work on day 7, the edge looked like this:

The new sand had a much more vibrant red color than the old sand, making it easy to tell the old from the new.


The sand work didn’t begin in earnest until day 8, which is what you’ll see in the next post.
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