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Crash Kids IKEA Soft Toy Designs

It seems that my kids have plenty of my wife in them. They absolutely adore designing just about anything. So, when IKEA announced a plush toy design contest, my kids were all in. I’m not sure how the contest works completely, but it looks like it’s based on people’s votes. So, here are each of their designs and a link to vote for them if you like their design (or even if you don’t and just want to help them win). You can vote every day if you’re bored like that. Voting ends on 11/22.

Vote for Crash Kid #1’s Animal named The Kingikea-plush-toy-crash-kid-1

Vote for Crash Kid #2’s Animal named Daisy Dodoikea-plush-toy-crash-kid-2

Vote for Crash Kid #3’s Animal named Arnoldikea-plush-toy-crash-kid-3

I imagine it’s just my skewed father eyes, but I’d actually love to see all of these as stuffed animals. They’d all be pretty fun to have.

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The Value of a Hobby You Love and Can Do Regularly

This summer has been absolutely insane. In fact, ever since my big healthcare IT conference in April (HIMSS for those keeping track at home), I’ve basically been running with my head cut off. It seems like every other week Crash Mom or myself was traveling somewhere or doing something that was messing with the regularly scheduled program.

I can’t say that I’ve enjoyed the pace. It’s been much more hectic that I’d like. Even scout camp in the mountains for a week with my son wasn’t what you’d call relaxing. It was fun, but it’s so scheduled to the hilt that it didn’t feel like much of a break. Leaving our house for almost 2 months was fun and full of some really amazing experiences, but it definitely wears on you. I’m not the spring chicken that I use to be and my hair is really showing it. August doesn’t seem to be letting up either. October’s going to be crazy as well. Hopefully the rest will be more calm.

As I’ve pondered on the crazy schedule, I’ve realized that I’d really only played ultimate frisbee 3 times this summer. I don’t think I got to play that much in May either. It’s unfortunate, because I absolutely adore playing. It’s a good workout yes, but that’s not it. It’s fun yes, but that’s not it. The people I play with are good friends, but that’s not it. It’s the combination of all of those things along with many more that make me get more excited than I should to go and play ultimate. This is true for a pickup game of ultimate as much as anything else. Playing ultimate brings me such happiness.

Since I haven’t been able to play, I’ve been missing it. I’m sure my family has felt it. I’m sure the exercise is good for my emotional state as well, but doing something you absolutely love regularly is great for your emotional state as well. It gives you something to look forward to and anticipate. Some times life and work is a real grind and being able to regularly do something you enjoy love adore is priceless. I’ve missed it.

If you don’t have something that makes you this happy, find it. If you have something and you’re not doing it often enough, do it more. Make it part of your routine. It doesn’t have to be something crazy. It could be something as simple as reading a book. Hopefully, you’re lucky like me and it’s something that doesn’t cost a lot of money to do. If your “thing” is something expensive, I’m not sure what to tell you. However, don’t underestimate the value of having something to really look forward to in your life. It’s beautiful. Now to carve out more time in my life for ultimate. I’m sure the Crash Mom can’t wait.


Sports Are Awesome…And I Have No Clue Why

I adore sports. I absolutely love everything about it. I love playing them. I love watching them. Yep. I think it’s fair to say that I’m fairly addicted to sports. With that said, I understand my addiction and I do what I can to try and limit its impact on my wife and family. I think Crash Mom would say that it ebbs and flows. I don’t think I’ve done anything too crazy, but I definitely love to consume sports (watching or participating).

Tonight was a great example. BYU was playing Gonzaga (#3 team in the nation). Spoiler Alert: BYU won and it was awesome! The game was pretty stressful as Gonzaga made a few runs, but BYU played well. Plus, the win over Gonzaga should lock BYU into the field of 64 (oh wait…I think they expanded to 68, but whatever, they should be in) for March Madness.

A few times the Crash Wife has tried to understand why I love sports so much. Whenever we have that discussion I usually talk about the story behind the sports. If there’s a good story (ie. BYU has a chance to go to the tournament), then it adds so much to the game. It gives you something or someone to root for (or against on occasion). When it’s not my time, the storyline is usually me rooting for the underdog. It makes it fun.

Maybe that’s all there is to it. It’s fun. Why is it fun? I don’t know and I’m not sure I care. I enjoy it thoroughly. I try to make it so it doesn’t rule my life, but I love that it is a part of my life. I love competition. Maybe that’s the other reason I love sports. Either way, I’m still on the high after the big BYU win. That’s something I love.

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The 7 Minute Mile Challenge

My wife has been running a lot lately. It’s been a great thing for her. I think she’s like most people. She hates doing it, but loves when she’s done it. I’m not much of a runner. I’d much rather play sports. Sports of any kind is great, but ultimate frisbee is my sport of choice. I don’t know why running after a disc or guarding someone from getting the disc doesn’t feel like running, but it doesn’t to me. I could (my wife might say “do”) play it all day without a problem.

I’d have thought the reason I love sports is for the competition. I absolutely love competition of every kind. What can I say? I love winning! It’s just a part of who I am. What I haven’t figured out is why running doesn’t get those competitive juices flowing as well. I guess the challenge is that you’re competing with yourself and that’s not the same type of competition. However, I’ve also thought that I could really enjoy running if I could somehow just tell myself that a 10 minute mile was ok. My competitive mind just won’t let me sit back and run slow. If I’m running, I want to go as fast as I can go. As I get older, maybe I’ll be able to overcome that obstacle and accept running slow.

That brings us to this weekend. Our church is having a Family Fun Run (1 mile, 5k, and 10k). I think this is the third time I’ve participated in the 5k, but the past couple years I was always pushing a stroller full of children. All things considering, I usually ran a good pace, but I always wondered how fast I could run the 5k if I was just running on my own.

As I was discussing the run with my wife, I suggested that I thought I could do 7 minute miles for a 5k. What was I thinking? For the record, back in college I did run a 21 minute 5k. Of course, that was *cough* a long *cough* time ago. I’m getting a lot older now. Plus, I haven’t ever gone running other than the previous two 5ks. One 5k a year seems like plenty of practice to be able to run fast, no?

I’m hopeful that my time playing ultimate frisbee will make up for my lack of running. We’re going to find out this Saturday since my wife will be running with the children and I’ll be able to run full out. She doesn’t think I’ll be anywhere near 7 minute miles. I’ll be happy if I have 7 minute 59 second miles.

If nothing else, at least I now have something to compete for and you know me and competition.