LKC Banquet

I’m a little torn what direction to take this blog entry.  Between graduations, awards banquets, and the state track meet approaching I’m going to have to play catch up on some memories and highlights.  

The usual blog update: 

I had taken this weekend off, just needed to get my legs back under me and with the schedule I had I just wanted to give my legs a little break.  I did get to enjoy some time at the farm and visiting mom and dad at the “home front”.  Dad got a good chuckle out of a new rental house story.  I sure hope I inherited his story telling characteristics. (Just maybe not the trait of forgetting if I told the story 50 times already) :)

Monday:  I ran about 6 ½ miles on the road and had some company with me while Brock road the bike.  It is a little bit more entertaining with company and I think I pick up my pace a little bit and not as aware of it.

Tuesday (last night):   I had organized an after-hours picnic for work in Ravenswood, so I think I tricked a new friend (Tracie) into running, either that or just told her afterwards we’d go running.  She never argued the remark so I found a running buddy for the evening J  I think I scared her for just a bit, I had a little bit of dad in me with my response to her “I’m gonna die running with you”.  I simply said…”you won’t die running, you’ll pass out first”.  We ran around the riverfront park and looped through town a little bit.  It was almost 4 miles and always glad to have a new running friend J 

End of Season Banquets are approaching and I jusst wanted to share a little picture showing my senior year of high school’s LKC Banquet (Little Kanawha Conference, that was our sports conference title).   Dad was Conference Coach of the Year that year (I think…yikes I may have to check that, but I think that’s the trophy he has in his other hand) I do know our basketball team won conference that year (thanks to the trophy for that fact) J  We competed in a pretty tight nit conference and it was always nice to see everyone after the seasons on a “neutral field” to celebrate a season of accomplishments.  I look back and realize how many friends dad had that were other coaches, and I think it spoke highly of the level of respect that was distributed among them all. 

Me, Dad (Coach), and Mom the sports mediator