BOISE beats BYU!!!

In a world where evil is rampant and dressed like a kitten with a big Y on it's chest, heroes rise up to defend the world from it's odious clutches.  That's right, BYU came to Boise State.  And it wasn't just any year, it was the year after the infamous "nut punch" that took place in Provo the year before.  We were beat by a lousy Hail Mary at the last second and we wanted revenge.  Well, we knew the Broncos needed our help.  So we answered the call.  He-Man (Dan), Skeletor (me), Robin (Christy), Batman (Maggie), and Wolverine (Dave) went to the game to cheer on Boise State.  And I'd like to think we made all the difference.  Boise state ended up winning handily, 55-30.  It was glorious!  It just so happened that prior to the game Dan had a blind date with a girl named Jillian, who he ended up marrying about 1 1/2 years later.  Dan then came over to Twin Falls to hike and spend some quality Dan time with the kids.  Many epic board games were won by me and many more were lost by Dan and Christy.  It was a glorious time to be had by all.

Ward Party and Visit from Dan

Dan and Sean came out to visit us and we all went to Harris Pond, a cool park that is privately owned out in Burley.  It's got a zip line across the lake, a "blob," where you can launch someone into the air with a couple of larger dudes jumping on to the other side, and paddle boats.  

Outlaws

Christy thought it would be a good idea to spend a beautiful August Saturday on a 14.5-mile torture fest of pain.  So she signed us up for an ultra-half marathon called "The Outlaw."  The quote for the race was, "Run like the posse is on your trail."  So Dan and I decided to dress up like two old-timey outlaws in our red long john's and our water bottle guns with holsters.  We were ready to ride.  Now, many of you may think that running whilst wearing long johns would seem a very bad idea, but what happened was the complete opposite.  The wind flowed right through the fabric and kept our nether regions nice and comfortable. Dan cut his extra short.  hee hee hee. We all did pretty well for the first 5 miles or so, but Christy took multiple tumbles after that and we all started to get pretty tuckered out. We came down a hill and saw some photographers near the end and they told us we only had a little farther to go.  By this time, we were over 14 miles into this horrific pain fest and we were starting to shut down, but with this announcement, we got a second wind.  We rode on to the road, riding sticks like they were stallions.  Then we discovered that it was still like 1/2 mile to the end.  Immediately, Dan cramped up and almost collapsed.  Christy and I mentally shut down and I wanted to go crawl under a tree and die. But we pushed through and came out victorious. It was an experience I will never forget and will never ever want to repeat.