My dad got these pictures when he served his LDS mission in Mexico. He hung them in the house for years. Every time I see them it makes me smile. He gave them to me quite a while ago, and we finally hung them on the wall hall. This one is my favorite.
I went walking at lunch this week and found this locomotive engine at Stewart Park. It reminded me of a park I went to in California when I was a kid. It had an engine like this and a military jet. It was so fun to play there.
I took the dogs to Colliding Rivers again this morning to throw rocks in the river. I used to love doing that as a kid. I remember doing that on the Truckee, American and Russian Rivers. I remember one time, but not the location, when we were with Rod and Janine and we tried to hit a small hole in a big rock across a river. I like to skip rocks and just throw them in the river. I like hearing the sound of the rushing water, seeing the white water and just relaxing. It’s a good thing I moved so close to a cool river.
I finished journal #68 tonight. Well over 20 years of daily records.
Friday morning we drove to Lake Tahoe to swim. This is near Sand Harbor. Kev, Dad, Reed, Ryan, Steve, Craig.
We left for Tough Mudder on Thursday so we would have a day to acclimate and relax. We stayed at a condo in Northstar, so we drove a few minutes away to Truckee for dinner. We came across what we thought was a jazz festival. The lady in the Burton store said they hold the festival every Thursday night. This is Craig eating Ahi or shrimp tacos. We ate lots of tacos and ribs.
Some were old, some were disabled, but everyone helped each other throughout the course. Everyone one was there to do their best, not to beat other teams. Everyone was united in a common goal. Lots of people walked between obstacles, and we did on the uphill. Then we ran on the downhill sections.
It would have been more difficult if we had run between obstacles and tried to get through as fast as we could, but it was more important to enjoy it, do our best and help those around us. I’m glad I did it with my brothers. It was great to spend time with them, and it was great to see each of them get through the obstacles that presented specific challenges. I think we are going to try to do a Tough Mudder every year as a team. That should build some great memories.
After we finished Electroshock Therapy we were handed our orange headband. Then they told us we got a black Under Armor shirt. That was unexpected. It took a while to connect with Dad. Craig had tried to coordinate and have him at the spectator points, but it was difficult to know how long it would take us on the course. I think he was went to Boa Constrictor after we met at the top and did Electric Eel, but we ran all the way down and finished Boa Constrictor before he got there.
This is Reed, Craig and Ryan resting at the medical tent while we tried to connect with Dad.
I think we all expected to be physically and mentally spent after we finished, but we all felt great. The wait for the tram down was 45 minutes, and we were told you could walk down in 15 minutes. Kev, Reed and I ran down so we could get to the Burton store in Northstar Village before it closed. We succeeded.
We got back to the condo and I made everyone take a swig of Brainwash so our tongues would match our shirts.
The moment you’ve all been waiting for. I think Dad took these two pictures. We could also see this obstacle while we were waiting in line. Seeing people drop from being shocked while you are about to start the event that will eventually bring you to this point is an interesting experience. Kev was sure he was going to get dropped when we got to this point. I was concerned about it too.
This is the view before you go for it. Dad had seen people make it through by putting their arms up in front of their faces like boxers, so I did it and it worked well. We all made it through without getting shocked to the ground. Craig fell right before he made it out, but we think it was because he was leaning too far forward, and not from being shocked. We’ll go with that.