Monday, September 30, 2013

September Recap


September Miles: 31 miles.
Races: Zombie Fun Run 5k.  It was a fun little 5k.  Just like most Zombie Runs, the “Survivors” got a 2 minute head start.  We had flags tucked into our waste bands that the “Zombies” could collect (if they could catch you).  I crossed the finish line with flag intact.  I also got a 5k PR that morning.  It was a good morning.

Next Race: Nothing on the horizon.
Reading: Michael Vey; The Rise of the Elgen, by Richard Paul Evans.  I’ve kind of resisted this series.  Because, even though I’m a Mormon, I don’t read Mormon authors unless their name is Orson Scott Card.  But my kids decided that we needed to go to the pre-release party for the 3rd book.  So we went, met Mr. Evans and had our books signed.  I was so impressed with how down to earth Mr. Evans was, so I stared reading the series.  They’re not bad.  Obviously written for a younger audience, but a pretty good story.

Listening: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, by Washington Irving.
Latest Obsession: We dropped BB off at the MTC (Missionary Training Center) last Wednesday (I’ll post pictures soon.  So far we haven’t heard a word from her.  As a missionary, she can’t call home, and so we’re anxiously awaiting a letter or an email… Something!

Netflix Habit: I just finished Alphas, it was really good, and I was sad to find out that the cliff-hanger at the end of season 2 will never be resolved because the series was cancelled… It’s Firefly all over again… (sob!) sorry… I’ll be ok…
Blessing: I’m so happy that my younger kids have such a great example in their older sister.  BB is going to be great as a missionary (As a part of the largest Missionary force in the history of the planet.  Over 70,000 young men and women).

Irk:  I watched “The Cove” about the slaughter of Bottlenose Dolphins in Taiji, Japan, and now I’m all ticked off and stuff!  I wrote a blog about my feelings… but I have yet to post it.  I should probably do some editing of naughty words before I do.
 
Whoo Hoo!: My son has qualified for his Orange Belt.  He’ll be tested on it later this month.

Oooo Ahhh:  I found some new running pants at REI, totally on sale!  So now I can get rid of my old, 1980’s style wind pants this winter!  Can I get an Amen!?!
One Last Thing:  I love this!
 

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Rethinking my Motivations

Lately I’ve been thinking about why I run.  I know that I started because I wanted to lose some weight, get my heart in better condition, maybe even get to a point where I no longer need to take my blood pressure meds.  And then I ran my first marathon, and suddenly it became, “I can beat 5:15.”  I’ve even had small delusions of grandeur where I think “If I find the right race, and be a bit more dedicated to the training, I could get a BQ, all I need to do is knock 1:50 off of my time.”

And then came Saturday.
I had been signed up for a half marathon, that was suddenly and thankfully (since I wasn’t really trained for it) cancelled.  And since I’m an alumnus of Team in Training I had been invited to work a water stop in the Big Cottonwood Marathon.  That’s always fun, so we went.

I’ll definitely work this marathon again because the volunteer jerseys are really nice.
Anyway, our water stop was at about the 25 mile marker, and at about 2 or 2.5 hours into the marathon, we had our hands full with the main pack of the half marathon, when I looked up the road and could see a couple of guys carrying a third between them.  The third guy was slumped over, barely conscious, so I yelled at my wife, to get a chair ready.

When these guys got up to us, I could see that the unconscious guy had a full marathon bib on, but the other two guys didn’t have any kind of bib at all.  When Terri told them to put the runner in the chair, they said “No, he can make the last mile.” 
I love it when my wife gets mad, and it’s not directed at me.
“He’s not even awake!” she said, “Put him in the chair!”  So rather than tangling with a 5'-5" mother of 4, they wisely put their friend in the chair, at which point they began to try to revive him with water and Gatorade.

When I looked over at them, I was kind of praying that this guy wouldn’t die, because we was looking like he was considering it… and I’m not being metaphorical here.  He was seriously looking like he was about to expire.
At about that time a police officer rode up on his motorcycle, and immediately contacted medical.  The whole time this was going on, the two guys who had dragged the patient in to the water stop were insisting that this potential corpse was capable of finishing the last 1.2 miles.  When the cop asked them who they were, one of them said that he was his coach.  HIS COACH!?!  Are you freaking kidding me?

Well, "the coach" shut up pretty fast when the medics arrived, checked the runner’s blood oxygen levels and immediately slapped an O2 mask on his face, they then decided that he was most likely severely dehydrated as well and started an IV.  A few minutes after that, the runner started coming around.  He was then put in an ambulance and driven to an area hospital.
I just could not believe the stupidity of that coach.  And I started to wonder… is a BQ that important?  Is it so important that you would put your health, your life in the hands of some guy who would rather drag your lifeless carcass over the finish line, than have you not finish?

So ya… I started reevaluating the reasons why I run, and what it is I want to accomplish with my running, and I’ve decided that running is really only my way of finding balance in my life.  That through running I can do great things for my health and my body, and that while I may run races in the future, I will be doing it for fun, and to maybe race my own personal bests, but I know my limits and while I may push those limits, I know that a BQ is beyond those limits, and I'm Okay with that.
I will go to Boston one day, and I will most likely try to go as a volunteer.  I will try to work a water stop, or an aid station, or anything else.  And I will rejoice in the spectacle that is the human spirit.

Monday, September 09, 2013

A Bit of an Update

I don’t know if any of this will be good reading… but here goes anyway.


BB

As BB gets closer to leaving on her mission, it seems that my stress levels are going up, but that isn’t keeping us from having quite a bit of fun.  Last weekend ComiCon came to Salt Lake, and while I didn’t have the time to go, that didn’t stop BB from taking in the geek fest.  She was even able to get her picture taken with a couple of the Power-Rangers.  Ya… Power-Rangers.  She went all fan-girl when she told me about it… and I just tried to smile and tell her that I thought that was great.  Power-Rangers?

 
Framing Problems
Over the last few weeks I’ve been able to draw up some house plans for a new client… and it has not been fun.  One thing I’ve found with drawing plans is that when a project is right, it’s really right and I never hear about it until it’s built.  But when a plan starts to head south, it just picks up speed.  In this case, I told my client that because it was a really simple house, I’d give them a discount from my normal price.  In this case it was about a $350 discount.  And then things started going bad.  First off, me and the contractor went round and round about some stupid idea he had for the roof… one that was geometrically impossible.  And now the Civil engineer is telling us that the dimensions he gave us on the site were measured from a different place (center of the road instead of front property line) and now the house doesn’t fit on the property.  What else can happen?  I hate this!

Soldier Hollow Sunburn
On Labor Day, we decided to take the kids up to Soldier Hollow for a Sheep Dog competition.  So much fun!  We watched Dogs herd sheep, watched a splash dog competition, had a look at some exotic animals, and (since I’m a redhead) got Sooooo sunburned.  Right now my forehead is suffering from some sort of pealing leprosy.  When we left the house that morning, it was cloud covered, and pretty drizzly, but when we got up there… it was bright and sunny, so we had no sunscreen… only rain gear.  So much for being prepared.

 
We did see an exotic animal presentation, though, and it was so interesting.  We were able to see and touch chinchillas, a turtle, a hedgehog, and an animal from my home state that I have never seen before.  It’s called a “Ringtail.”  When the lady pulled it out of its crate, everyone thought that it was a ring-tailed lemur.  But as it turns out it’s not a primate, but related to raccoons, and can be found in southern Utah.  Who Knew?


So… here I am… on the raggedy edge.  Trying to keep it together, while the world is a blur around me.
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