Wild "Blue Thunder" Wednesdays

I’ve joked about my little basketball team having such “Wild Wednesdays” since the start of the season.  I don’t’ know what it has been about Wednesdays but they usually act like they’ve eaten 100 pixie sticks full of sugar before entering the gym and bouncing off the walls.  They even ask me themselves if they are all “nutso” today.  I’m almost sad to say today is our last regular “Wild Wednesday” practice because Saturday’s game is our last of the season.  I didn’t think I’d enjoy all this as much as I have so now I’m not certain what I’ll do without them.  We have a surprise planned for them next Wednesday to celebrate our teams season but you’ll have to stay tuned for that J  I guess after seeing how much I enjoyed all the kids it’s a good indication why my dad has enjoyed coaching all these years as well as both parents being teachers. 

            Monday we had a hectic schedule and I wasn’t able to actually get much of a run in.  We had to be at a Boy Scout banquet quickly after work so I’ll hopefully call it my “off day” running for this week.  However, the banquet was about individuals who are involved within the community and highlighting them for things they have done, and I couldn't help but think of how appropriate it was with things going on with me right now. Other people's stories always influences you to be a better person and realize there are always opportunities where you can do more for others.

            Yesterday (Tuesday) we went to the track meet here in Ripley to watch a little bit of a small quad meet they were hosting.  I almost hate to say this, but I never realized how sorry I should have felt for putting my parents through that J  Not actually “RUNNING” in the track meet sure puts a different perspective on attending one, sometimes I forget how much actual “dead time” there is at a meet for a spectator.  I was also usually the kid who runs the races that practically started the meet (3200 meter) and sometimes finishes the meets (4x400 meter relay) because being a distance runner they spread out those events for recovery time.   I think I partially felt the way I did because sitting in the bleachers not participating made me actually feel lazy and guilty watching other people do all the running. 

            We left a little early because I apparently I started to feel so guilty for not running I had to make sure I got home in time to actually run J  So with enough daylight to spare I ran on the trails around our house for about 30 minutes, I’m hoping to get a few long runs back in later in the week to play a little catch up on mileage.  I’m just trying to get a “base” of mileage going right now since it’s been awhile since I actually trained for running. Hopefully soon I’m hoping to get more of a structured training plan together still with the time we have before the marathon.

            I tried to go through some pictures I had with me to touch on dad coaching us when we were younger in basketball and I found a few of these.  I know there are more so I’ll be sure to locate them and share in the future.  But with my kids little basketball league ending soon I thought this would be a good thought for dad today J

I’ll end on a quote today…Since dad loves quotes and always wrote them on things he distributed to his players….I’m going to keep searching for fitting ones for him J

"My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me." -- Jim Valvano, Basketball Coach

Tommy (Blue Shirt) and Dad (Red Shirt) were the coaches, Thats Me in the very front with the ball (I was the manager, and yes very aware I have pink socks on haha)  Tara is in the front row all the way to the right.  (Sorry Kelly you weren't old enough for this yet)

Me and Mendy with a Little Cardinal Award we received I believed when dad was our coach. We were always inseparable on teams.  (Yes I'm aware I'm going to be embarassed by some of these younger pictures) :)