Category: Sports

Over the river and through the woods

I ran 4.97 miles Sunday morning. In the pouring rain. The trails in McAllister Park at some points became a river or lake. Two minutes into the run I quit trying to avoid the puddles. There was no way I was backing out of this run. I’m crazy I know, actually at some point I told myself I was quite the dummy. This morning’s run was the Wounded Warrior Project 8K, all fundraising went to the Wounded Warrior Project fund. If I had to pick a charity that I hold close to my heart it would be WWP. I ran this race in honor of Will (who would’ve loved tromping through the water and mud) and in honor of all the folks I’ve meet through Warrior’s Weekend over the past six years.

I have to admit running in water ankle deep kind of stinks (literally), but I kept the resilience of all the Wounded Warrior’s I’ve ever met in mind and it really made it not so bad. Every single runner out there today was amazing as were all the volunteers! There was a sense of comradeship between a lot of runners (well I felt that with all but the beast of a guy with double nipple rings – I really had nothing in common with him) and it was very palpable. I’ll be back again next year rain, snow, sleet, sun. If anyone has tips on how to clean shoes let me know!

I ran 4.97 miles Sunday morning. In the pouring rain. The trails in McAllister Park at some points became a river or lak...

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Mr. Long Legs

While we had the oldest in baseball for the past two months which took up three days a week our youngest was very adamant about playing soccer at the same time on the opposite side of town. Happy that he showed a bit of independence and made his own choice we grudgingly gladly split Tuesday practice days one of us at baseball and one of us at soccer and sometimes Saturday games happened at them same time also.  Three years ago CJ wouldn’t even set foot on the soccer field, last year he would participate in practice but was very hesitant about playing in games, this year he really wanted to play. He still had a hard time early on when something didn’t go his way or the other team scored but he got better about it as the season went on. He did score a goal but mostly concentrated on the defensive end of business. His coaches even gave him Best Defensive Player award at the end of the season party!

Long legs

This boy has long legs and knows how to use them to run. I was surprised at how quick he got up and down the field. I think he really enjoyed playing this year even through the periodic temper flare ups and bad practices. Now that the spring season is over he still grabs his ball and goes outside to practice kicking against a ball return net thing we have. Our yard stinks as a soccer field (full of sticker burrs and pot holes) but he likes to get out there and kick it around anyway.You can see all his soccer action pictures on my flickr page.

Action!!

While we had the oldest in baseball for the past two months which took up three days a week our youngest was very adaman...

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Baseball Fever

This is our first year to play baseball and by “our” I mean Z Man’s. I remember playing rag ball (named so because the ball we used was really soft and made out of cloth) when I was a short little toot of a girl. I also remember popping my knee when running to first base and my dad plunking me on top of his truck hood and getting one cube of ice from his cup and putting it on my knee. That somehow made it all better. I have no idea why I remember that. It’s like random neurons connecting just for the fun of it.

I played softball until I left home for college, mostly fast-pitch in school and was highly competitive. I started playing co-ed softball again last summer and while still competitive have learned to take a bit of the edge off. My past playing makes it hard to “watch” Z play baseball and not be involved. I try to only offer words of encouragement and not too much detail, things simply like “just watch the ball and swing hard”. He tends to be a bit goofy and not too competitive yet which is the complete opposite of his younger brother. More frustrating to his father than myself.

A few weekends ago his coach signed them all up for a mini-camp with Texas States’ baseball team (the same college I graduated from) on a Sunday morning. Z and I had spent the day before in Austin all day for a speech competition and I was tired but we had said he would go so we got up early and headed into town. The first thing the boys get to do is sit in the “big boys” dugout. Then some of the younger players come out and do drills with the boys (hitting, fielding, pitching, running, etc). The camp was really a primer for the bigger (and paid for) summer camps the Bobcats put on but I saw that Z was really getting into it. He wasn’t however interested in going to the game after the camp, that is until some of the ball players started signing some of the boys gloves and hats. Z got three signatures from a couple of freshman ball players and suddenly he was in LOVE with baseball and we absolutely had to come back for the game.

Big Boy Dugout

Patient but Excited!

After the camp was over I went to the ticket box and got us a few tickets (reserved seating was $5 more) and we got front row seats behind home plate. All the kids who attended the camp got to stand on the field during the National Anthem and then run the bases and get signatures after the game. Z saved a Blow Pop he got for the guy who hit a home run. He turned out to be a nice guy, asked Z his name and shook his hand then actually ate the Blow Pop. I should have told him Z had put the stick of the Blow Pop in his mouth but hey who am I to ruin a moment? Texas State has some pretty good baseball players and I wouldn’t mind seeing another game. Chalk up another long day away from home and my weekend vanished into thin air. This week and next we finish up baseball with two make-up games and then summer is upon us. Someone help me.

Fielding

This is our first year to play baseball and by "our" I mean Z Man's. I remember playing rag ball (named so because the b...

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Quick Set

Props to Uncle Ken for the shots he took at Z Man’s flag football game today. You can find them here if you are interested. My photos will be up as soon as I shake these allergies or cold or whatever it is. Uncle Shawn shot some awesome video and hopefully I can get that up soon too.

Props to Uncle Ken for the shots he took at Z Man's flag football game today. You can find them here if you are interest...

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Rumble for 40

The Animal (Z Man’s new football nickname) played an awesome game of flag football last Saturday. His first run of the game was for about forty yards and he almost made it into the end zone! I got so darned excited I forgot to keep taking pictures, so I got the start of the run but not the pass-by or ending!

40 Yard Rumble

He just kept right on moving – no looking back! Finally a well-coordinated red-headed boy caught up with him and wrestled his flags loose. He has come such a long way since their first practice and last weekend his coaches gave him the nickname of “The Animal” on defense because he gets really focused on going after that ball. I’d say 80% of the time he overshoots the target and then has to try to catch them but he’s doing really well. This weekend I’ll be doing the video camera on the game so I may not be able to take still photos but I’ll put up some video snippets here next week. Most importantly he seems to be having a lot of fun! To see what his brother does during his football games go here and check out my new site.

The Animal (Z Man's new football nickname) played an awesome game of flag football last Saturday. His first run of the g...

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