If you're in the northwestern slice of the hemispheric globe, you know that the manufactured holiday (aren't they all though?) Father's Day passed by on Sunday. It's the day when kids are supposed to pay homage to their dads. I'm extremely happy to have two wonderful kids who make a Father's Day out of almost every day of the year. I don't need a special day. However, receiving the obligatory and stereotypical necktie and the always welcome dark chocolate as gifts made this past Father's Day Sunday a good one. Having recently lost my own father in March (Fuck you, cancer.), the holiday was a bit on the bittersweet side, though.
Mikaela had a good weekend of soccer in a local tournament. After giving up two quick goals in the first five minutes of the first game on Saturday, her team then proceeded to shut out their opponents for the remaining 175 minutes of the tournament, finishing 1-1-1. Team defense was spectacular in the second game, and the goalie figured it all out in the last game. She'd been struggling all season, but put it all together in the final game of the season with a grand individual effort.
Mikaela had a good weekend of soccer in a local tournament. After giving up two quick goals in the first five minutes of the first game on Saturday, her team then proceeded to shut out their opponents for the remaining 175 minutes of the tournament, finishing 1-1-1. Team defense was spectacular in the second game, and the goalie figured it all out in the last game. She'd been struggling all season, but put it all together in the final game of the season with a grand individual effort.
Stream crossing to Dardanelles Lake
Round Lake
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Little Valley Trail
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I did a nice run on Saturday, myself. Starting at the South Upper Truckee Road trail head for the Little Valley Trail, I made my way up, up and up to Dardanelles Lake and Round Lake and back. It was a spectacular day, and playing tag with the mountain bikers, swapping the lead back and forth on the way down was entertaining. I probably pushed it a bit too hard in the doing: my ankles and baby cows are a bit sore and tight from the tightroping across and over rocks and roots, but being recognized as "fast" by the cyclists was surprising and ego-boosting. Made the pain worth it! It's also put a bug in my head about a long run next weekend. We'll see if I can sport the cojones necessary to make it happen or not.
Sunday - Faddah's Day itself - was bittersweet not only for the reason above, it was the day we dropped Spencer off at a 2-week summer camp. This is the first time he will be out of touch for any length of time. I'm not sure when he grew up, because I sure didn't get any older. The camp looks amazing and fun, and I'm sure he's going to have a great time. No phones, no iPods, no computers, no anything that plugs in. Talk about disconnection for a 13-year old!
Sunday - Faddah's Day itself - was bittersweet not only for the reason above, it was the day we dropped Spencer off at a 2-week summer camp. This is the first time he will be out of touch for any length of time. I'm not sure when he grew up, because I sure didn't get any older. The camp looks amazing and fun, and I'm sure he's going to have a great time. No phones, no iPods, no computers, no anything that plugs in. Talk about disconnection for a 13-year old!
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