Well, I figure I’ll throw up a quick race report from the Utah Valley Marathon on Saturday. I paced the 3:40 group at the Utah Valley Marathon for the second straight year. Last year, I went 3:40:00 on my Garmin and 3:39:58 chip time. I was joking that I wanted to improve on that this year. I strive for perfection when I pace. I take it very seriously. If I ruin my own race when I race, that’s my own problem. But if I ruin somebody else’s race, that’s a different story. [Read more…]
Utah Valley Marathon Weekend Recap
For the first time since last year, I went on a road trip for a marathon to benefit Operation Jack and Train 4 Autism. I ran Boston in April, but that was just for fun. I planned Utah Valley as one of two races I would focus on to help Train 4 Autism this year. We have a great new leader in Alicia Verburg and I wanted to go up to support her.
It was a fairly typical weekend compared to what I did last year. Actually, I’d argue it was easier than my weekends last year, because Salt Lake City isn’t very far to fly to and all I had to do running-wise was be the 3:40 pacer. By the time I got home on Saturday night, though, all I could think about was, “I can’t believe I did this every … single … weekend … for a YEAR!” I was exhausted. Wow. [Read more…]
Silly Me … I Thought Things Were Getting Better
Silly me, writing yesterday about how I thought we might have hit rock bottom with Jack, our 7-year-old son who struggles with severe autism. We had a train wreck of a weekend, but I thought he was turning the corner. He had a fairly peaceful night on Sunday and then a relatively decent morning on Monday.
I got home from work last night and got the rundown on how everybody was doing. All three kids had been well behaved and were sitting on the couch in the front of the house. Jack was completely calm. Ahhh, what a breath of fresh air.
Not more than two minutes later, he started having another meltdown. He started hitting his head and escalating his crying. It was so out of the blue, we had no clue what was going on. It was totally bizarre. Of course, everything has been bizarre lately, so maybe that’s normal. At one point, he put his hands on his stomach, so we we figured he had a stomach ache.
Poor little dude with the leaky gut. Internal pain is the story of his life. [Read more…]
Reaching Rock Bottom
I normally remain pretty optimistic when it comes to dealing with my 7-year-old son Jack’s autism. I try to look at the glass as being half-full. I think of how much worse things could be. I keep my faith that things will get better. I think about all the sweet things about him.
But this weekend, for the first time I can remember, I didn’t look at the glass as half-full. I saw it as completely full … of vinegar. [Read more…]
Family Tennis Match: Love-Love
I hope you all had a great Memorial Day Weekend. Mine was crammed from start to finish with plenty of work and family time, but it was a tennis match that I loved the most.
Yesterday, after hosting a barbecue with my parents, my in-laws and my grandparents, I went to a local park with my wife and kids. My oldest son, Benjamin, wanted to play tennis. He’s been wanting to play for a while. We bought some cheap rackets at Target and he’s been dying to get out there.
Tiff played tennis in high school and has wanted to take him to the park to play for a while, but our schedule is pretty tight with Jack’s demands (if you’ve never been here, Jack is my 7-1/2-year-old son who battles severe autism) and it seems that every time we’ve had a chance to go, it’s been raining. [Read more…]
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