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Showing posts with label good times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label good times. Show all posts

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Got Mud?

Ever hear of this?


It is held in 18 cities across the United States. Love this race. It's fun, dirty, and well, fun. In order to participate you must have a partner. This is how it works: one of you runs while the other bikes, at a certain point you have to go through a small obstical course and then the runner becomes the biker while the biker becomes the runner. It is about 6 miles long and there are 5 or 6 obsticals before you hit the mud pit. Good times!


This is the infamous Mud Pit. It is said that every year someone loses their wedding ring or car key. That stuff is so thick and sloppy. It was made just for kids. But in this case the big kids are the ones having all the fun.

As you can see we couldn't seem to stay clean. I always heard mud is good for the skin.


This year I joined the many who have lost a wedding ring or car key, but I lost mine on the trail somewhere. I lost my key, so I called hubby from the Ranger's Office (no cell service at this race) and waited patiently while he and the boys brought me a spare.

Friday, January 22, 2010

In my neck of the woods

it has been raining, and raining, and raining. Did I mention that it has been raining? A. LOT. We have a seasonal creek that flows through the middle of our property and it looks a little like this:

I flows from one end of the property to the other.

This is how we spend rainy days at our house, tromping through the water. It is so much easier to let them run amok in the rain and creek than to have them crazy and insane in the house.

You can almost see the thoughts running through this one's head. "If only I could get past this blasted fence......I could have so much more water to wade through!"

Luke watching his brother's and cousin, debating if he should join in on the antics. "Should I get totally drenched and get mom's rain boots wet inside or just watch from the sidelines?" Being the good kid that he is he kept my rain boots dry on the inside.

Wyatt in deep thought. I am wondering "Is that umbrella really keeping him dry?" Does it really matter? Not really, it's just the fun of having one in the rain while tromping through the water.

Two little monkeys hamming it up for the camera. That is a day in the life here when there is lots and lots of rain. Now maybe we will have a bit of sunshine before the next big storm.