I'm BrockStrong

Today was the BrockStrong 5K to raise funds for the BrockStrong Foundation, formed by our friends Lori and Roger in tribute to their son. The foundation serves the dual purposes of raising awareness about organ donations, and providing scholarships for gifted music students, who otherwise would not be able to afford the additional training they need to hone their craft.

It was a perfect day, and the venue was lovely.

Although I had originally intended to run the 5K, I decided instead to walk with my friends, chatting and visiting as we went - even if that meant my finishing time was just short of an hour.

 Laurel and Alex confer.

The whole gang plans a strategy.

The delightful Mitzi Wood-McIver

 My beard matches your hair, Debra Falvo!

 

I didn't know Brock, but considering my motivation, I have a feeling he would be very proud of my finishing time.

Learn more about the BrockStrong Foundation, here.

Moving on Up

Today parents and well wishers gathered in the American International School of Utah's performing arts space to watch the "lower elementary" kids move up to their next grades.

I learned:

1. Your kid will look for you in the audience no matter what.

2. Hearing kids recite the Pledge of Allegiance in three languages (and American Sign Language) is better in theory than in practice.
3. People have no regard for their children's future - naming a kid Charlie Brown, seriously?
4. Kids get confused about what grade they're actually in when you hold the graduation a week before the end of classes.
5. My kid is absolutely great!

With his teacher, Kim Clark.

 Proudly moving to 3rd grade.

That Certain Look

Yesterday was my parents' 66th anniversary. Their marriage has seen 12 presidents come and go. It's witnessed the rise and fall of the Berlin Wall, and the hula hoop. It's endured six kids, and delighted in 7 grand kids and thrilled with 7 great grand kids.

I don't know if they have a secret beyond being crazy about each other, but in a nation where, according to the American Psychological Association 40-50% of all marriages end in divorce (including unfortunately those of 4 of their sons), their relationship stands out.

In all the changes that their marriage has endured over the past 2/3 of a century, one aspect has remained constant. There's this certain look they give each other. I've seen it used to stop disagreements. I've seen it during happy times. It's a silent communication just between them.

And it's that look that has kept them going for 66 years.

Running for John is Worth the Pain

Two weeks ago the Cub Scouts had their annual sleep out behind the church - you may remember last year's hair raising adventure (http://christopher-whosyourdaddy.blogspot.com/2014/04/camp-out.html). This year, I was better prepared. Besides the ridiculous, 8-person tent Gus chose, I brought an extra sleeping bag, my pillow and Skeelo to keep me company.

This year's challenge was the fact I was running in the Saint Sophia School 5K the next morning. It was my first 5K in two years, and I hadn't trained in the least.

When he saw my number, Gus opined at the disrespect of putting my age on my chest.

Rotten little punk.

My cute niece, Megan Curtice, my cousin Sophia's daughter, ran too!

I admit that it was a tough run, and my body isn't quite as resilient as it was at 25. But I finished the race.

And to my surprise, holy cow, I somehow won my age bracket!

For the next 3 days, I couldn't take a step without a painful reminder jolting my thighs.

But the race inspired me to keep running. I'll be running in the the BrockStrong 5K on May 30. This organization was created by my friends Lori and Roger in honor of their son, Brock, who passed away waiting for an organ transplant. The dual goals of this great organization are to increase awareness about the need for organ donations, and to provide music scholarships for kids, who otherwise wouldn't be able to take the private lessons needed to hone their gift.

Earlier this week I learned that I have been disqualified to be a kidney donor for my big brother, John, because of my own history of elevated glucose levels. The news felt like I was repeatedly punched in the stomach by Muhammad Ali at the height of his career. I knew in my heart I would be a match. I still believe I am, but those with more knowledge than I believe the risk to me would be too great.

So I need to do something else. Running the BrockStrong 5K is my first step. If you'd like to join me at this 5K and support this great cause, register here.

My brother John wasn't ever much of a runner, running it in his honor is the least I can do.

Lessons of Skeelo

So it's been two full weeks since Skeelo came to live with us.

In that short period of time, I've learned 10 very important lessons.

10 -     Meeting my 10,000 steps goal isn't a problem. He needs a lot of exercise.We go for four or five long walks a day!

9 -       He can climb trees.

8 -      The cats are beginning to speak to us again...now they've discovered he's afraid of them.
7 -      He's quick to pick up Greek.

6 -      He loves to snuggle up in his crate.
5 -      He charmed Papou immediately (he has special treats at the grandparents'), who calls him Chauncey.
4 -      He has me wrapped around his little finger.

3 -      He's far better at waking the boys up by licking them than is any alarm clock.

2 -      He listens far better than the boys!

1 -     Every boy really does need a dog!

Just Plain Stupid

It's finally happened. A boy told Gus that he's not allowed to come to our house because Gus has two dads. Gus could go to the kid's house, but not the other way around. The kid (parroting his parents) cited their religious beliefs.

I, of course, was furious. Crazy angry. I wanted to call the mom and tell her that Gus was no longer allowed at her house because our religious beliefs prevent our child from being exposed to un-Christian actions of bigotry and ignorance.

Kelly, of course, was more level-headed and reminded me that I needed to be "better" than the women, that I shouldn't stoop to her level. I hate it when he's right.

Although disappointed, Gus showed an amazing maturity about the whole affair. His comment: "That's just plain stupid."