What a Day!
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Actually, what a week. Oldest DD had a volleyball tourney last Saturday. Monday she had a vb game an hour away. Tuesday a vb game at home, Thursday a game 30 miles away, and Friday a game 45 miles away. Then this morning we left at 7 am for a cross-country meet. DD has medaled in the two previous meets, but there were 30 schools attending today. And she was exhausted. (Did I mention her 6 am X-country practices every morning, as well?) Her time was still decent. This was the course she will run for districts. Had this been last year at districts, she would have had to shave 15 seconds off to make it to state. The last couple of meets I have been able to hand her a water bottle in several different places. This meet was one huge loop, so no opportunities to hand her water. And I really wanted to walk the course. I took my Garmin, and headed out before the boys started. It was a beautiful day, and such a pretty course. It went through meadows and groves of trees. I managed to take some pics of the boys as they came through, but I finished my walk before the girls caught up with me. I still got a pic as DD was near the end.
I also snapped this pic of the hill at the beginning of the race. My Garmin showed a rise in elevation of 80 feet. It was steep.
I have to say that I have always been envious of your sparkers blogging about the hikes you take. This was just a 5K trail, but it was so much more fun than my boring elliptikill and dreadmill!
And I said I would post a pic of the newest addition to our farm. A few years back DS had some goats. We bought a llama to guard them. We didn't know she was pregnant, and she had the baby on a cold dreary night when no one was around. Despite our efforts, the baby died. DS went off to college, and the goat thing was too much for us to take care of while he was gone. So, he sold the goats, but we kept Julie. My MIL felt sorry for her, and bought a male companion. He was awful! He was mean to the calves in the corrals, tried to spit at us constantly, and would not leave Julie alone unless she just laid down. We couldn't have an animal that beat up the calves, or that might hurt one of us. So, we sold him. (He went straight to the vet to be fixed before he went to his new home.) We didn't know if Julie had conceived, but the proof was in the pasture the other day. Her bag hasn't let down yet, so we have been feeding the baby for her. Tonight we put DJ (Dale, the daddy, Jr.) in the shop with a full tummy. She is so sweet! Here is a pic or two.