Throwback Thursday - Take Me Out to the Ballgame Edition

Go Padres - August 29, 2007

Six years ago today (as near as I can tell), we took this picture at the Padres game together.  As you can tell, the seats were up in the nose bleeds, but we still had a lot of fun.  My two youngest brothers have both gone on missions (to Argentina and Florida) and come home.  Another brother got married and had his second kid just recently.

I think that B.S. and I still have those Padres shirts laying around somewhere.  Even though it looks huge on me, I'll always love it--mostly because B.S. gave it to me and it reminds me of him.  He is so generous about stuff like that and seems to have a knack for giving me cool gifts that I would never get myself (and wouldn't even think of asking someone else to give me).

This picture also reminds me of how important family is.  In the intervening years, we five brothers haven't always been together at the same time.  At times, we've been separated by oceans and continents.  Most recently, we got together for the Camp Pendleton Mud Run...good times!

World Famous Camp Pendleton Mud Run 2013

A mis hermanos queridos, les quiero mucho.  Gracias por ser tan buen ejemplos para mis hijos y para mi.  Estoy muy agradecido por ser parte de esta familia.  Un abrazo!

Beware the Ides of March

Et tu, Brute?

Today is the 15th of March, which makes it the Ides of March.  This exchange was heard this morning in our office between one of the younger employees and one of the attorneys:

Attorney: "Beware the Ides of March."
Employee: "Is that something from the 70s or something?"

Buh-dum-bump.

My Independence Day

This was my view two years ago today...

Two years ago today, I stood on the edge of this pool and stared down the lane.  I was not a good swimmer, but my brother had challenged me about four months before to do a triathlon with him at Camp Pendleton.  I debated within my own head for months about whether I should (or even could) do the triathlon.  I had always wanted to do a triathlon, but since I didn't know how to swim very well, I wasn't sure that I could do it.

The Camp Pendleton triathlon was a 500 yard ocean swim that had a time cut-off of for the swim portion of 30 minutes.  Deep down, I wasn't sure that I could handle the indignity of starting the race and not being able to finish because I got pulled from the ocean by some life guard.  I knew that if I were to have any chance at doing the triathlon, I needed to get better at swimming.  And fast!  There was only one month to go until the triathlon and it was put up or shut up time.

So on that Independence Day 2010, I made the decision to jump in and start swimming.  My swim workouts were only 500 yards in the pool, but they were tough for me.  The first few days, I took me more than 15 minutes to swim the 500 yards.  In addition, I wasn't able to do the freestyle for the full distance.  I was only able to do 300 yards or so before I had to flip over and do the rest with the back stroke.  Pathetic, I know!

But I kept at it and kept swimming.  I didn't swim on Sundays, but I was probably in that pool for at least 20 days in the month of July 2010.  And I got better.  =o)

Pioneer Day 2010 -- I'm sure E. thinks I look pretty funny!

Then, on July 24, 2010, I did a mini triathlon that our Stake put on in honor of Pioneer Day.  I set a new record for myself in the 500 yards in the pool (11:56).  I'm not trying to kid myself or you that that was fast or even a good time.  It wasn't, but it felt good to see improvement and to feel better about myself.

I went on to do my first "real" triathlon at Camp Pendleton in August--one month after my fateful Independence Day decision.  It was hard, but I completed the swim in time (without drowning) and finished the triathlon.  And then I kept on doing triathlons.

2010 Camp Pendleton Triathlon
I promise I didn't die, even though it looks like I'm about to during the run portion here!

A lot has changed in the past two years.  We have a new house and a new baby.  I've made new friends and  gotten to know others better.  I've lost some things as well, including about 20 pounds and my fear of swimming (if I could survive the swim from the Ironman St. George, I can survive anything!).  I'm in a lot better shape and I feel a lot better about myself in a lot of ways.


In short, even though life isn't perfect and I'm still far from it (perfection that is...), I feel like things are better.  And they are going to continue to get better.  I believe that.  I can trace a lot of those positive changes in my life to that moment, two years ago today, when I stood on that pool deck and thought about jumping in.  I'm so glad I decided to take the plunge!


So Happy 4th of July everybody!  I hope you and your families enjoy "your" Independence Day!