On the go

We had quite the exciting weekend.  Never a dull moment at our house.  Shannon, one of my closest friends, decided to text spur of the moment and ask if we wanted to run a half marathon.  Of course, Evan said we should.  So a week and a half before the race, we decided to do a last minute training and go for it.  Shannon killed it, it was her very first half marathon and the course was a beast.  You basically run through a golf course, and it was EXTREMELY hilly.  And for 13 miles, to constantly go up hills was a huge bummer.  Let's just say records aren't made on this course.  And I still can't find my chip time anywhere on their site.  Still a great experience, Evan was his usual perky self and feeding me shock blocks.  At one point he yelled at me 10 mile jelly!  And the ladies behind us started laughing and saying they wished they had someone feeding them jellys at mile 10.  I have to say I am super lucky to have him go super slow with me, when I know he can fly through these things.

Shannon and I before the race started

After the race with Evan.  He is much happier then I was at that point :)

After the race we headed to lunch with my parents, then ran home, showered, and headed up to Snowbird for our work ski day.  It was such a pretty day up there, and totally worth going up.  Great snow, sunshine, and fantastic company.  We work with amazing people that are so fun to be around.

Slow motion trick, great picture. (Thanks Vanessa!)

This was probably two runs before his accident.  We all took a group picture, then took off one by one, with me bringing up the back.  And I saw Evan had double ejected out of his skis.  Normally this doesn't concern me, but since we were spring skiing he didn't have gloves on (none of us did), or a ski jacket, or helmet.  No one thinks twice about any of this, because it's spring skiing, so not exactly pushing yourself.  So when you fall, you are at the mercy of the snow.  Evan popped up and was shaking his hands a bit, got back in his skis and kept on skiing.  I didn't think anything of it.  We stopped before the last run and his face was pretty white and he was complaining about his arm hurting.  So he lifted up his sweatshirt to find this disgusting gash in his arm. At that point, he went completely white and said he wasn't feeling too great.  We skied down, and I high tailed our skis back to the truck, got him in the car and off to instacare we went.  He was not feeling good, and I felt so terrible for him.  We got to instacare, and the Dr. told him the gash was really deep.  We still have no clue what hit him, pole or ski, but it did quite the number on him.  He had to get 3 stitches deep inside his arm, then 4 or 5 on the outside.  On top of it all, he tore some ligaments in his hand so had to get a brace. Overall, he wasn't feeling too great when we left.

Right when we got there, so sad

This was the gash in his arm

And the brace he has to wear for the torn ligaments

And his favorite thing in the whole world, calf compression sleeves

Overall, we did have a good day minus Evan getting pretty hurt.  He has some huge bruises down his legs too and some what looks like road rash on his side.  He got pretty beat up.  But true to Evan form was still happy and not grumpy the whole day and we still did go to the REAL game.  I'm just thankful that he wasn't seriously injured, ski accidents can get pretty scary.  Hope everyone else had a great weekend!