Tuesday, April 5, 2011

20K Training Run, 3.26.11, 0900 Hours

Date: March 26, 2011
To:  All with proper clearance
From: TeamBoyd Commander
Subject: Special Ops – Training Run



TeamBoyd continued training with the FSRC (Fort Steilacoom Running Club) as part of their 2011 Resolution Series.  Target distance for this run was 20K, target pace was 9:50 per mile.  Route was to be based around an urban assault course in Steilacoom, WA.


Course Completed:

Results:










This 20K concludes the Resolution Series.  We now have our sights set on the Eugene Marathon on May 1st were Glenn Eugene Boyd will run his first marathon, 26.2!!!!  This will also be the day that Glenn's current best half marathon time of 2:06:08 (9:38 pace) will be smashed by yours truly.  I'm shooting for 1:58:00 (9:00 pace).  Don't feel bad though as that means I will be done in plenty of time to cheer you on as you break that tape at 26.2.
Chad E Boyd, Commander

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Six Decades of Service

Date: March 24, 2011
To:  All with proper clearance
From: TeamBoyd Commander
Subject: Special Ops – Medal of Honor

Normally this blog is a place for stories of action and adventure.  However, a member of the team has reached a momentous milestone, and so at this time we want to take a moment to express our gratitude to him.  Senior Operative Glenn Eugene Boyd has logged SIX decades on this planet!  For the last 39 of those years he has had the added responsibility of being a Dad.  I want to take this time to put down on “paper” just how much I appreciate him and the job he's done and continues to do for my family and I. So here it is….60 reasons I have to thank you in honor of your 60 years, Dad.  If you can hold on until 120, I might do it againJ.

1.      I’m forever grateful that you gave your life to Jesus and in doing so embarked on a journey that made you a better man, husband and father and ensured that we will meet again in heaven.
2.      I appreciate that you were smart enough to take Nancy Ann Weatherby off the market.  She is the best mother a boy could ask for!  (Holly ties her for this honor.)
3.      I appreciate that you have always role modeled how a man should provide for his family.  You worked day in and day out pushing concrete for 30 years so that your young family could flourish. 
4.      I appreciate that even when you were a hoodlum in the early years, you still did enough things correctly to show Gert and Pete that you and Mom would honor your commitments and because of that….(see #5)
5.      I appreciate that you nearly single-handedly built my childhood home.  I got to start my life living on my own 5 acre wildlife preserve, tree farm, orchard, and playground.
6.      I appreciate that you and Mom “broke the cycle” of broken family values.  I thank you for that, and my children and their children and their children will owe you the same thanks!
7.      I appreciate that you taught me to drive a stick.
8.      I appreciate that you took me fishing with you and taught me to be patient. 
I still remember the first time I ever caught a walleye and how excited it made you. 
I remember you waking me up to my rod swinging with the pull of my first Sockeye (before they were easy to catch). 
I remember catching catfish at night at a little pond on the Bridgeport Bar and watching the turtles poke their heads up out of the water. 
I have endless fishing memories and I thank you for all of them.
9.    I appreciate that you gave me the Bulltaco, the D50, and even my Camaro.  They were all noble steeds in their own way.
10.  I appreciate that you gave in and got me a pup named Yotte.  For all the headache / cost he brought to you, he brought me a lot of love and good times.
11.  I appreciate you teaching me to buckle down and put in a good days work; it’s not always easy, it’s not always fair, it’s not always required, but it is always what a man should do. 
12.  I appreciate that you taught me to be a hunter.
13.  I appreciate that you taught Josh to be a hunter and then had to deal with both of us in the field at age 16 with firearms…sounds scary to me.
14.  I appreciate the trips to the mountains to get our Christmas tree and getting pulled behind the truck on our sleds.
15.  I appreciate that you finally gave in and allowed me to buy Dr. SLOWNO.  I loved every second on my bike.
16.  I appreciate that you were in the stands for every football game or wrestling match and most softball games you were on the field with me.
17.  I appreciate that you put a scope on my BB gun so I had thousands of rounds of training before I ever got to go in the field with a real gun.
18.  I appreciate that you left Eastern Washington, your home and your family to work in Seattle and forge a new path for us here.
19.  I appreciate the coyote picture you gave me from one of your trips home before we moved.  I still have it somewhere.
20.  I appreciate the roughly $400K (according to Google) that it took to pay for me for 20 years.
21.  I appreciate that you let me race motorcycles.
22.  I appreciate the college classes that you paid for probably with serious doubts that it would be a good investment.  I proved you wrong on that one J
23.  I appreciate that you’re the best Grampa ever!
24.  I appreciate how you came over and helped me go door to door the day we lost Kye Yotte Boyd.  It was a tough day and having you and Mom there really helped.
25.  I appreciate that you jumped on the bandwagon with Derek and I and spent several years logging tons of great, great memories duck and upland hunting.  They are some of my favorite hunting memories.
26.  I appreciate that you built a playground in your backyard just for your grandkids.
27.  I appreciate that you can find baby gates, electrical outlet plugs, and foam padding as permanent items at your house just so your grandkids are as safe as kids can be.
28.  I appreciate the trips to the dog park, bouncy house, McDonalds and everywhere else that my boys will look back on fondly for their entire lives.
29.  I appreciate that my boys have such a great model of what grandparents are, and get so much love from you and Mom.
30.  I appreciate that you have stayed in top shape.  It’s great for you but also selfishly allows me to have my Dad and the boys to have their Grampa for a long, long time to come.
31.  I appreciate that you gave way that day on the Skagit River while duck hunting.  It started a new better chapter for us rather than a new worse one.
32.  I appreciate the “pack in" hunting trip we took.  No monster muleys, but memories that I will keep forever.
33.  Thanks for showing me that most often you can do it yourself.  I watched you build things, fix things and drive things that most people wouldn’t even try to tackle and most times J it worked great.
34.  Thanks for sharing with me the joy that is dove hunting.  I will never forget the first time we went head to head with those little rockets!
35.  Thanks for tricking out the SeaHunter so Darrell and I could dive the Pacific Northwest.  We had lots of great diving adventures in that little tank of a boat.
36.  Thanks for not killing me when I got the Dodge stuck in the middle of nowhere, when Josh and I headed out of camp at midnight, when I forged my report card, etc, etc.
37.  Thanks for the mighty A-bolt, it will always be special to me because it was a gift from you and Mom (and because it’s a nail driving weapon of deathJ)
38.  Thanks for all of the camping trips we took.  We had several summers of great memories with our family camping trips.
39.  Thanks for the camping trips that taught me what “real” camping is like, no fees, no concrete fire pits, no showers.  Just you, me, the forest, and hopefully a lake or stream with some fish to catch.
40.  Thanks for having pigs at the Bridgeport house…I’m not sure why but I always think back on them fondly.
41.  Thanks for letting me drive the tractor when you changed the irrigation lines.  It made me feel great and very important for an 8 year old.
42.  Thanks for always being ready to help me with my projects.  We built a fence, play house, moved 10 yards of wood chips, put in a lawn, poured a new patio, and built a play room. 
43.  Thanks for the great original Grampa art that decorates the boys' room.
44.  Thanks for being the kind of guy that thinks hiking from Stevens Pass to Snoqualmie Pass on the Pacific Crest Trail is a great idea.
45.  Thanks for always pushing me to do more than just work with my hands.
46.  Thanks for letting me use and most often lose your tools, fishing gear, and other stuff.  I learned a lot and had a bunch of fun doing it.
47.  Thanks for taking me ice fishing…most people have never done it.
48.  Thanks for the great discussions we have had while driving to all corners of the state.
49.  Thanks for being so financially sound.  We don’t have to have everything we think we do.  (Nothing wrong with a nice truck though…am I right?)
50.  Thanks for helping me coach Cole’s team.
51.  Thanks spoiling me and my family at every holiday and birthday.
52.  Dad, I love you…
53.  Dad, I appreciate you…
54.  Dad, I think you’re smart…
55.  Dad, I think you’re handy…
56.  Dad, I think you’re the best hunter I know…
57.  Dad, I think you could do chainsaw carving if you wanted to…
58.  Dad, I think you’re are a man of God…
59.  Dad, I hope to be a great Dad like you…
60.  Dad, Happy Birthday, let’s do 60 more..well, at least 30!


Saturday, February 19, 2011

Forest Recon

Date: February 19, 2011
To:  All with proper clearance
From: TeamBoyd Commander
Subject: Special Ops – Forest Recon


TeamBoyd was left to its own devices today as Holly was off to have some fun with her friend Shanna.  In true TeamBoyd, fashion we decided that we should go see what trouble we could round up in the wilds of the Pacific Northwest.  So we loaded up the Adventure Dodge with snacks, clothes, a sling shot, and our sleds and headed to the hills.  Enroute we called Grampa to see if he was wanting to jump in.  Unfortunately he was tied up building a fence for someone so we put Kent in the rear view and looked to gain some elevation.

We headed up Hwy 410 past Greenwater along Forest Service Rd 70 to see what we could find.  The snow was pretty scarce as we started up the mountain so we pushed on to find the white stuff.

Along the way the snow began to accumulate and we passed a cool waterfall the boys wanted to stop and see.

After checking out this icy creek we crested a small rise and finally hit deep snow and a beautiful sunny day.

The plan was to get to the snow and then do some sledding and what have you.  This is what the truck looked like at the spot that would have fit the bill perfectly.


However I have always been a guy that thinks it should get just a bit better around the next corner.....

Well, here is what that gets you and has gotten me many, many times.

Yep, the AD was sunk up to the axles in snow and all progress, forward or backward, was most certainly at a stand still.

I geared up the boys and set them loose with the sleds while I got busy digging myself out of yet another "situation".  It took a good 45 minutes to an hour to get the rig out because I didn't bring a shovel.  Who needs one when you never get stuck.....

The boys had a great time in the snow while I worked.



Eventually the truck was freed from its icy tomb, and I backed it down the road to solid ground.  By that time the crew had run out of gas.  I put them in the back of the truck and attempted a couple of group shots.


You might think that I captured this shot just as the boys realized that a plane was falling out of the sky or maybe Mt.Rainer had just erupted but no, this is just the look they have when it's too sunny outside.......its been a long grey Winter!

After stripping off wet clothes we loaded up in the Dodge and headed back to civilization and the beckoning call of hot Chicken McNuggets.  We did make one quick stop to look at the river, but then pushed on for Enumclaw.

 About half way back home the scene in the back of the truck looked like this..

I consider any mission that puts them in a coma for the ride home a successful one.

Still waiting for Spring...TeamBoyd - over and out.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Livin' Right?

Date: January 25, 2011
To:  All with proper clearance
From: TeamBoyd Commander
Subject: Special Ops – Speed Check

Today I thought I would take the boys to the Sportsman Show at the Puyallup fair grounds.  Now normally I would not brave taking the entire crew to such a packed event without back up, but I felt like with tons of people, a free fishing pond, dogs jumping into water tanks, and whole litters of puppies, what could go wrong?

Well, the first thing would be the WSP with his lights going in my rear view mirror.
Now unfortunately this is not the first time I have had "Johnny Law" in my rear view, but it has been a pretty long time and a first for the Adventure Dodge.  I pulled over and was fully resigned to my fate of a speeding ticket.  The officer came to my window and told me I was doing 74 in a 60, and then he sees the pack of boys I have loaded in the truck and right about then Cole busts out with, "Wow, I want to be a policeman when I grow up.  You're super cool."  I kid you not!  The officer even asked me if I told him to say it.  He ran my info and came back to inform me that they have the plane running today and they don't let people off because they have to justify the use of the plane.  I say okay as I had given up hope long before now.  Then he said, "But your kids are pretty cool, so slow it down for me," and hands me back my registration.  Thanks for the break WSP, and way to go Cole, I owe you a big one!!!

The officer even gave us stickers (Chase still had his on for bed) and tattoos.

The Sportsmans Show was good times and we saw lots of great things.  I was pretty busy keeping everyone moving and out of trouble, but I got a couple of shots.
I said I took all the boys, but I didn't say that I had at least one hobbled.

TeamBoyd signing off and still waiting for Spring to get here!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Are you fit for duty?


Date: January 25, 2011
To:  All with proper clearance
From: TeamBoyd Commander
Subject: Special Ops – Fitness Check
Okay, so TeamBoyd has posted a few training runs, and we are waiting anxiously for spring to get here so we can hit the mountains / lakes / streams.  Cole doesn't know it yet, but his first BB gun will be bestowed upon him during our inaugural camp out this year.  This will begin his education and training with guns, and even though Mom is still trying to come to grips with this fact, time marches on.  Cole may never be a hunter, and even though most don't believe me when I say it, I really would be fine with that.  If hunting is not my boys' passion then we will become great salmon fishermen and if the boys don't like that then we will be hikers or runners or motorcycle riders or wake boarders or….  I'm here to find what my boys love and teach them what I can about it, support them in their pursuit of it and be ready to do it “full out” (whatever it is).  That brings me in my roundabout way to the subject of this blog.  In order to be ready to roll Special Ops, you have to be able to get out and summit the mountain or swim to that island, or carry a fallen soldier, or one that is just too tired at the dog park.  I came to the realization quite awhile ago that I was no longer fit for duty in that regard, not by a long shot.  I have an entire team of boys coming at me full steam and I found myself in a condition that was unacceptable.  How can you go on adventures and teach your boys to push themselves and try things that seem hard and work at it until you conquer it if you yourself don't do that?  The tough answer is…you can’t!  It’s a nasty pill to swallow as we can all get very busy with other “good” things that also support our families or commitments.  I have been gnawing on this bitter pill for about a year now and I have almost choked it down.  Bottom line is I had to come face to chubby face with the real deal and say “I have had enough”.  Then I started moving.  I did the couch to 5K program which starts out week 1 doing a brisk five-minute warm up walk. Then alternate 60 seconds of jogging and 90 seconds of walking for a total of 20 minutes.  Seems like a joke now but I remember “running” those weeks and feeling like it was tough.  Coming home and telling Holly that I jogged but having to measure my progress in seconds.  After a few weeks I got to report out in minutes and then finally miles.  Since those days I have completed many, many 5K’s.  I have completed a sprint duathlon and then an Olympic length one.  Then on November 26th I finished the Seattle half marathon (that was tough).  I ran a 5K on January 1st to kick off 2011 in what is now TeamBoyd style.  I completed it with a personal best pace of 8:11 min/mile.  Still slow compared to runners, but for your comparison please note that I came wheezing across the line at a little over an 11:00 min/mile pace for my first 5K almost a year earlier.  Hopefully my boys won’t even remember fat dad when they're older, but I can show them pictures and we can jointly laugh at that guy.

During my journey I have read a few different diet philosophies and training methods and I have adopted a few tidbits from many of them as my own.  One of those gems is:
·         If you really want to do something and you’re committed, tell everyone!
It’s always harder and more shameful to skip a race or chow down at dinner if you’ve publicly declared to the world that you are all about the exact opposite of that.  So here I am telling all of you!  I plan to do a bunch of races and different things this year but mark my words on these:

I will hike to Camp Muir and back before summer is over.
I will complete the STP bike race, July 9-10.

Mark it down; tell me you’re watching me to see if I do it.  Punch me in the teeth if that weekend goes by and come Monday morning I’m not sporting my finisher shirt….you have my permission.  I would rather get my teeth fixed then have to again climb out of the hole I’m just now clearing.

Here are some of my "favorite" photos from the past few years that make me cringe and think about lacing up my running shoes…enjoy!








Monday, January 24, 2011

10K Training Run, 1.22.11, 0900 Hours

Date: January 22, 2011
To:  All with proper clearance
From: TeamBoyd Commander
Subject: Special Ops – Training Run



TeamBoyd continued training with the FSRC (Fort Steilacoom Running Club) as part of their 2011 Resolution Series.  Target distance for this run was 10K, target time to complete the run was 55:48 minutes (9 min/mile pace).  Route was to be based around an urban assalt course in Steilacoom, WA.


Course Completed:


Race Results 55:01 (8:40 min/mile pace):
Training goals achieved!
Chad E Boyd, Commander

Saturday, January 1, 2011

5K Training Run, 1.01.11, 0900 hours

Date: January 1, 2011
To:  All with proper clearance
From: TeamBoyd Commander
Subject: Special Ops – Training Run

TeamBoyd kicked off 2011 with a training run.  Target distance was 5K, target time to complete the run was 27:30 minutes.  Route was to be based around an urban assalt course in Steilacoom, WA.
Course Completed:

Race Results:

Training goals achieved!
Chad E Boyd, Commander