Aaron’s Upward season-end party was tonight at Pizza Inn. (I’ll skip the restaurant review. Pizza Inn is Pizza Inn.)
This was Aaron’s first time playing organized basketball, and I’m proud of how well he did. He really wants to get things right, and that includes protecting the ball when navigating up to take a shot. (His coach told us he hadn’t taught him that, because “they’re not supposed to be able to get that at this age.”) Well, that’s cool. He watched Nathan a lot, and I don’t think Lea or I knew we weren’t supposed to be teaching him that.
Speaking of, we really appreciate the time and effort Coach Jimmy and Coach Holly put in. They related to the boys marvelously, and the end product looked a lot more like a basketball game than did the beginning.
Couple of weeks off, and then on to spring soccer we go!
The boys and I were flipping around a few weeks back and happened upon a motorcycle speedway event.
Do you know about this sport? I’d never heard of it, and it’s been around most of a hundred years. Essentially it’s four riders on 500cc, methanol-fueled motorcycles with no brakes and a single gear, sliding around a short track in a series of four-lap heats.
(I figure the heat structure is necessary because if these guys ran long races, no one would ever have a speedway career and there wouldn’t be any fans, because everyone would die doing it.)
The slicing and dicing in the corners is really something to see. It’s almost balletic. The ways in which the bikes can move in and around each other are surprising (and unpredictable, to an inexperienced watcher like me).
Even though most heats end without a crash, part of me is still shocked when they do. (This heat does have one near the end, but it’s not bad.)
We saw it on Discovery HD Theater, so if you’re interested, watch for it there.
That’s a loss of 1 lb. in February, and a total loss of 7.5 lbs. since January 1.
Well, it’s the correct direction, you know? Yeah, I wish it was more, but I know why it isn’t. I overindulged in the first part of the month when I added poultry back, and wound up relinquishing some of my January progress in the process. So there have been a few pounds I’ve had to lose twice.
Nevertheless, the weather should markedly improve this month, and more hiking opportunities shall present. (I’m also reminding myself that this is the first time I’ve ever been lighter two months after quitting smoking.)
Onward. It’s not a sprint. Don’t worry about winning; worry about doing the right things, day after day, and the win will come.
The boys played their last games of the 2009-2010 Upward basketball season yesterday. Nathan’s season-end party was this afternoon. We don’t keep score, but if we did, the Rattlers would have won all of their games this season except yesterday’s.
This is Nathan’s third year to play for Scott (“Coach T”), and he does a wonderful job teaching the boys basketball, as well as sharing Christ with them. We’re blessed to have him in Nathan’s life.
Our team mom helped out with snack schedules, trophies, and such, and did a great job. (Plus, she’s smokin’ hot. I’m so totally going to have a steamy affair with her.)
We really enjoyed our early dinner at Tommy’s Pizza. Tommy and Christy are experienced restaurateurs and genuine New Yorkers, and that means they make genuine New York-style pizza—huge, floppy slices on hand-tossed crust, with just a bit of sauce. It was delicious, and we got hooked hard. They were kindly obstinate and wouldn’t let us pay (thanks much, guys!), but I’ll be going back for a slice for lunch from time to time.
Here is Nathan getting a lesson from Tommy with the practice dough:
It was a great season. My biggest complaint was the Boise State colors for the uniforms, which is a minor one indeed. Aaron’s season-end party and the ceremony at church are still to come, and then it’s on to spring soccer.
We had a marvelous spring weekend in the middle of February (upper 60s, sunshine, and gentle breeze)! I changed the oil in Lea’s van and washed the Technical Writing Express, and we took in the Mill Creek Greenway this afternoon. It’s somewhere between 0.3 and 0.4 miles from beginning to end, but it looks as if it will eventually continue under Browns Ferry Rd.
I didn’t think it actually watching the boys, but when I was going through the photos to pick one for the blog, I was walloped by how much time has passed. Our babies aren’t babies anymore.
I’m so proud of them. I deeply enjoy watching them begin to think and talk about bigger things, as bittersweet as it is. I’m looking forward to a lot of walks and hikes this spring, summer, and fall with them, and was delighted to be able to steal one from the winter with them and their beautiful mother today.
Aaron’s Upward season-end party was tonight at Pizza Inn. (I’ll skip the restaurant review. Pizza Inn is Pizza Inn.)
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