Archive for July, 2012

4th of July

Sunday, July 8th, 2012

Happy 4th 5th 6th 7th 8th of July!  I had a fun weekend with my family (hence the late post).  I just wanted to share a few pictures from our 4th celebration.    Here are my 3 boys, I can’t believe their birthdays are in a month.  In August, they will be 1, 3 and 5 years old.

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

We had a casual celebration in our backyard.  The boys played while we BBQ’d dinner.

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

Baby Asher is looking at Elijah, like “Hey, I was playing with that.”

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

They are all climbers and dare-devils.  I think they are just trying to give me a heart attack.

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

Cutie-patootie Asher.

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

By the time the 3rd comes along, you just give them explosives and fire to play with.

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

I think the full moon is out.  lol

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

We lit some little fireworks in the backyard.  Elijah and Levi liked the sparklers, smoke bombs, worms, strobes and piccalo pete’s.  Levi, however, did NOT like anything that made noise.  We got a few fire crackle things that popped, and he ran in the house and didn’t want to return.  It was a little overwhelming for him, with all the illegal fireworks in our neighborhood.  It sounded like a war-zone until the wee hours of the morning.

4th of july backyard fireworks with kids

Camp Pendleton Mud Run

Sunday, July 8th, 2012

For those of you that don’t know me in real life, it’s been a tough year so far for us.  My husband, Brian, has been suffering from some significant health problems that have landed him in the hospital 5 times for 3 different surgeries.  I’ve been worried about him and overwhelmed with taking care of the kids (and him)–in short, I’ve been stressed.  He is getting better, but the recovery process has been a very long road.

We started walking a lot to help his healing (and to start trying to lose weight again), so when the opportunity came up for us to do a mud run, I really wanted to do it.  I felt like we needed something to work towards, something to accomplish and something to feel good about.  I was so glad when Brian agreed to train for it, but we still didn’t know if his doctor would okay him to do something so strenuous and… dirty.  We trained for several weeks leading up do it, taking increasing longer walks (up to 7 miles!!).

The week before the mud run, Brian had to go to the ER once again for a possible infection and I thought we were for sure out.  We followed up with his doctor and to my surprise, he allowed us to do it! So, only 6 weeks after his last surgery and with only a few days notice, Brian and I did the Camp Pendleton Mud Run!  We were not going for time.  We simply wanted to complete it… and we did!

*We took all these pictures with a cheap, disposable camera, so please pardon the quality.

Here is a map of the 10k (6 mile) course:

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

The race itself is on the Camp Pendleton Marine Base, so the Marines were there to encourage us and help us through.

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

The first 3-4 miles are mostly a trail run–in dirt, water, sand and rocks.  And much of it is uphill!

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

And then, when you are good and tired, the last few miles contain the obstacles.   There are walls to jump over:

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

Mud pits to climb through:

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

More walls:

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

A (dried up) lake, which I was kind of bummed about.  I was looking forward to cooling off in the lake.

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

Tubes to crawl through:

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

And finally, a big, sticky mud pit to crawl/swim through:

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

And at the end, we looked like this:  (sadly, we ran out of film for my picture)

camp pendleton mud run 2012 10k muddy

We didn’t win any medals, and we were almost the last ones to finish, but… we did it!  I am incredibly proud of my husband for toughing out a post-op surgery incision, a pulled hip, blisters on his feet, and I’m sure even more aches and pains to do it.  Great job, honey!