It feels super good to be done with another semester. Yesterday I finished the last of my assignments and today I had my final three hours to meet my 375 hour goal. I have two clients currently who I will see over break. They can’t count as hours but it can count as volunteering. I would go for group too except that I really need the mornings for other things this coming month which is somehow already basically a third over.

Josh left this morning to pick up Ethan from school. His Twilight meet this year was only two days past the end of his semester and he was hoping to run and get his first sub 2 in the open 800 (he’s done it in relay splits). He’s caught the 400 bug from his younger brother and so was going to run that too. He actually ran about 100 meters of it before he suddenly started hopping and slowing down and I couldn’t see anymore than that.

He got a hamstring cramp which has never happened to him before. So he stopped right away and the coach ended up telling him not to run the 800. He wasn’t happy about having to end the season on a bad note but he still has a lot to be proud of and grateful for this season. Dad is going to stay overnight in his room and their plan is to leave tomorrow morning early to drive all the way to Pana where the kids have a meet.

The best runners in college can have sub 1:50 800’s. It’s pretty crazy. It’s about as crazy as the pace of life can be at times. Today in group we watched this video about a younger man who died from a heroin overdose. It was a hopeful story about redemption, hope, and forgiveness. It made me think about the people in high school who were considered the druggies and I wished I and others had been kinder to them.

The whole thing was pretty emotional. The kids and I went to ice deli this evening which is this place that opens in summer season and sells snow cones. I had absolutely no desire to try one. Zorro started barking from the van so I went and sat with him. There were a few other camp kids hanging around so they talked at the picnic tables for a while. Zorro was fine once someone was in there. It was a nice evening out together.