This was the weekend for catching up. Last week I took a serious look at where I was in the Tour de Fleece and I realized... It's not good. I'm behind. Not a little behind, not slightly behind. Seriously behind. I'm the Wim Vansevenant of the Tour de Fleece. Wim is contending this year to be the first ever guy to be the Lanterne Rouge three times in the Tour de France - if he can maintain his position, that is. In the Tour, apparently it's better to be dead last than second last. The last guy gets a title. He is the Lanterne Rouge. (I admit, part of the charm of this maybe that I quite like the idea of being the "Red Lantern", perhaps because of some youthful association with "The Green Lantern- who has great jewellery and superpowers.) The second last guy? Nobody cares.
I love this idea. If you're going to fail, darn it all, why not be the best failure you can be. Why be in the middle when you could be the very last guy in the peloton. Everybody remembers the extremes, and there's really something to be said for hauling it up in last place without quitting. There's a certain dignity in it - failure or not... but I figured (while realizing that I'm definttly in the running for the Lanterne Rouge) that there's no dignity in failure without effort. It has to be an honest last place, not a deliberate one, and to that end, this weekend I spun my little heart out, though all I have to show for it is singles.
It is my understanding that it's a good practice to let singles "rest" on the bobbin, at least overnight, before plying them, and I don't mind that. Usually I spin the singles the day before, the ply in the morning and then start that day's crop of singles. This time something happened, not sure what, but I just never got around to plying. There's two bobbins of this,
a bobbin of that,
and a bobbin of something else.
Clearly I need to have a plying party, before I run out of bobbins. If I sit down and ply my little heart out I'll be soundly rewarded with another huge leap forward in the game. Does anybody know why you should let singles rest? Does it make it easier to ply? What happens if you don't? Is it too hard? Could I just be plying as I go with no rest phase? Who decides how long is long enough? Does everybody do this? A thousand questions...
All of which may have to wait to be answered, because I sure would like to wear that Flow tank top to the thing at the Vaughan Library tomorrow.. and I've got a bunch of it left to knit.
PS. As far as I know, there's no baby for Megan yet.