Yup. I'd think most people heard it from coaches, not anywhere else.
Yeah, after Ben said no, I wondered if it was a played organized ball/watched a lot of ESPN thing.
Having not been reading Not Very Misty Anymore for very long, I'm not sure what the flip-turn is about (I'm thinking swimming). I've heard doggin' it before. Of course, I grew up around professional football coaches, so maybe that puts me at an unfair advantage.
Anyhow, I'm gonna pimp my blog. For no other reason than watching the stat counter tick up is fun when I get bored at work. It's the result of a bet for beer and respect. I've to post something every week for six weeks in order to win beer.
I'm guessing that the flip-turn is when you approach the wall and turn in the water and keep going in the opposite direction continuously, instead of coming up to the wall, touching it, and pushing off again.
Even I used to be able to do them!
Yes, that's the flip turn. I've never felt so deflated.
I gave up swimming for a long time, before I started training for triathlons last summer. Doing flip turns was the hardest thing to reteach. Not because they are inherently difficult, because when you swim a long time, kick turns make you very tired and out of breath a lot faster. Or at least that's what I found.
Hence the "dogging it" comment, tweed. Have you done a triathlon yet?
I'm with Ben.
Hadn't a clue.
waiting....
Waiting for what? Ever participate in organized sports/watch hours of Sportscenter in a row, Michael?
for the ensuing, hilarious gay jokes.
I played a lot of organized sports as a little kid! Not much since then. And I procrastinate enough without having television.
I used to be on a swim team and play soccer.
I knew. Well, once I read comment 4 and realized you were talking about swimming, I knew. Before then I was in a hazy mist of confusion.
Yeah, I did one last fall, followed by a half-marathon during Thanksgiving. Sprained my foot at mile 7, finished, and haven't found my training rhythm since. This was last Thanksgiving (2003). Had to finish my Thesis spring of 2004, then look for work/play golf in the summer, so I ended up being a waste of space until now.
I've started erging again, cause it's too fucking cold to run here in the Northeast. Plus, I'm an A student at doggin' it. But I'm getting a bit chunky, and I'd like to lose weight, and I know my girlfriend would like me to too, even if she won't say it (she's nice to me like that). When it thaws out for good, I'll start everything again, and probably join somewhere where I can swim.
Bike erg or rowing erg? I have a co-worker who's trying to convince me to do a triathlon, but I hate running and I hate losing, and if I ever do one, it's a good bet it will involve lots of both.
Yep. I knew it.
Out of curiousity, can you describe how to do a flip turn and what makes it so difficult.
Rowing erg. Bike ergs are the devil. So are hills. But so are rowing ergs. It just so happens that my roommate has one in the basement, so I can watch the O.C. (haha) while I erg.
Flip turns mean basically swimming at a wall headfirst (as opposed to...) on your stomach, and then just when you are about to hit the wall with your hand or head, kicking your legs over your head, tucking your head down, and changing direction in the same spot. You then push off the wall, and start swimming again.
The problem is that you don't get to breath during the turn, and it's a lot of body movement. Body movement=oxygen consumption. This lack of oxygen is further increased vis a vis the no breathing rule. Ergo, and concordantly, flip turns make you incredibly tired, and all you did was turn around.
The alternative is to grab the wall, breath, and then push off.
You also have to rotate 180 degrees around your head-toe axis, or else you'll come up on your back.
Unless you are doing the backstroke, in which case the rotation comes before the flip.
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I use my annoyingness to amuse, not abuse.
I knew you'd know it D; I think you invented it.
You know, flip turns, physically, aren't so hard: it's just a three quarter somersault, turn, and push off. (Look here.) I can do a fast, tight somersault in the water with no problem. But the wall really complicates things, partly because it introduces issues of timing and distance, partly because you really really don't want to hit your heels on the edge as you go over. And to do a good flip turn, you don't start turning until your head is about two feet from the wall, so it's scary (to me, anyway).
If you feel like downloading videos, here's one (underwater) and here's another (from above).
Nice work on the flipturn tip! Hurrah!
Is it just me, or is it starting to smell like updog in here?
Hahaha what's updog? Not much is up, dawg. You? Nothing, but you have an awful dicfour on your leg.
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The killer of jokes strikes again.
you really really don't want to hit your heels on the edge as you go over
Back before I quit swimming, my experience was that, while it could be painful to hit the wall too close, it was more embarrassing to flip too early and then kick your legs back only to find nothing but water. A real momentum killer.
Incidentally, it was a great day when they changed the rules on backstroke to allow flip turns. No more reaching blindly for the wall.
By the way, my favorite swimming clip, which is in humbling real time, and features a wicked flip turn, is here.
The swimmer is Larsen Jensen.
Had no idea what "dogging it" meant.
But I can do a flip turn.
Tipping and flipping like a dog? I honestly have no idea what you're talking about.
I feel like Emily Litella.
Tipping, as in tipping point, as in, suddenly got it, after trying unsuccesfully for a while. "It" being flip-turns, as in swimming.
"Dogging it," well, you've either heard it or you haven't.
Apparently everyone who reads this damn blog could already do a flip turn. Damn all of you.
You can take solace in the fact that I probably couldn't do one anymore.
Why isn't anyone talking about the sparkly shit?
We red staters have been tolerant of you gay people and your sparkles...but this is going to far!
I can but it took a long time.
Doggin it is to do something half-assed.
Bird doggin' it has another (non sexual) meaning altogether. . . .
Congrats on nailing the flip turn. Good work. I gotta get back to the pool you are inspiring me.
Before I started drinking, I was really good at flip turns. I still am.
Avi of what? Me drunk? Or swimming?
Ok, so before michael phelps gets really mad at me. That was me. I can't prove he was drunk, but I know he does a mad job swimming. But I'm too lazy to find a video to retract, and lazier still to retract.
"Everyone already knew this, right?"
Had no idea what you were talking about.
Following this: "Ever participate in organized sports/watch hours of Sportscenter in a row, Michael?"
I note that a probable contributing factor to my answer to your question is that while I participated briefly, and somewhat ludicrously, in a few months of some sort of child-sized football league, I tended to be a nerd with bad vision who was often the smallest and youngest in his class (not counting people with some sort of actual dwarfism), and pretty crappy at all sports, save that I actually wasn't entirely bad at hitting a softball/baseball, was good at tumbling and gymnastics in an entirely mild way, and a good, though entirely unserious, swimmer.
But my interest in organized sports has generally been next to nil all my life, with the extremely mild exception of a faint interest in baseball when I was a youth. I've never watched more then ten seconds of ESPN or any sports channel, and the last time I watched even an entire baseball game I was probably twelve or so.
Classic nerd here; instead, I spent all my time when young, and since, reading.
Of course, watching a few minutes of curling every year is always called for, and America needs bushkazi!
Oooh yeah, "doggin' it," bad memories of HS football practice, usually followed by something else like "take another lap."
One of the reasons I lift weights instead of run cross country.
I think that's the thing - you needed to be in/around sports at an age when coaches felt it was appropriate to really yell at you. (Youth league soccer moms are unlikely to appreciate a man loudly questioning their son's gender; by high school, the stands are far enough away that parents can't hear what the coach is saying).
Tim,
Youth league soccer moms are unlikely to appreciate a man loudly questioning their son's gender;
Now there's a flashback I could do without. Even back then I wondered what the heck my balls or lack thereof had to do with me puking my guts out during wind sprints. It was all cardiovascular and no reproduction, thank you very much.