Cold, Covered in Paint, And Crawling Through Mud… Now That’s A Date!

 

Arm By Paint Ball

Arm By Paint Ball

 

It pretty much goes without saying that our idea of a fun date doesn’t exactly line up with your typical internet dating site “What’s Your Idea of a Fun Date” response. Therefore, it shouldn’t shock you that we were completely amped about spending 5 hours in 40 degree weather, covered in mud & paint, crawling through the woods in Roanoke, TX at DFW Adventure Park.

This place is in the middle of

 

Paintball Adventure Course

Paintball Adventure Course

 

nowhere (we passed a house with a cow in the front yard) and is huge. They have about 20 paint ball courses, a Moto Cross course, and zip lining. It’s not your typical throw up a few inflatables or barriers and call it a day type of place. Many of the courses involve water, bridges, forest, and buildings.

We had a blast! The funniest part of the entire day was that we decided to go eat at a restaurant immediately after paintball with no wardrobe change or shower. That was very amusing to say the least :).

Enjoy the videos! In order: (1)Interviews — just Ab and I discussing our mad paintball skills. (2) The Action — paint ball action video (3) The Wardrobe Change — J might have gotten a little cold punked out and went and bought some camo… Not saying it’s true but there’s this ugly rumor floating around.

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Where’d He Get That Mouth?

Saying my oldest son is not modest would be the equivalent of saying Mt.Everest is a little hill… I have no idea where he got this over inflated sense of self.

What?

Quit snickering damn it!

I decided to stay and watch him at MMA (what, you don’t let your kids cage fight?) a couple of weeks ago and experienced a real treat. My dear son is telling this guy who happens to be much more experienced than him how he is going to make him tap out..

Well, needless to say that is not what transpired. It was so funny I had to break out the phone video recorder.

I asked my son if he learned he anything to which he responded “I should have worn different shorts…”

Blank stare.

Rock on Khalil. Rock on.

Off to a Rocky Start

Dallas Rock Indoor Rock Climbing

Actual Good Indoor Rock Climbers

Saturday, Ab and I decided to go indoor rock climbing at Dallas Rocks . I had heard that it was really good for bouldering — not that I have ANY competency in bouldering. That’s just what I heard. (I didn’t want you to have any misconceptions there :)) The facility had plenty of space and well laid out. However, you might not want to go on a Saturday. They were having a birthday party (or several) with about a kajillion (what do you mean that’s not a real number?) kids which meant our instruction was a bit rushed and a few parts left out. We didn’t learn until we were leaving that the colored tape designated paths up the wall that range from 5.5 (easy) to 5.xx (yeah right buddy). Oh well we will leverage that little nugget of knowledge next time.

Rock climbing is one of those things that looks really fun and is packed with mental and physical challenges. There’s just one teeny tiny problem.. It’s hard as hell. We are never ones to pass up a challenge, so we got outfitted with harness, shoes and a shared bag of chalk. It cost about $49.00 for three people (my oldest son was with us).

We tried top roping and free climbing (bouldering) walls since you have to have a special certification to do lead climbing (not that there was any chance what so ever that I was going to attempt lead climbing).

I can’t by any stretch of the imagination say we have any level of expertise at climbing, but it was fun. We’re going to do it again. It seems like something we should be better at. Maybe next time we should splurge for a lesson.


Bored Kid? How’s About a Little MMA

Well, it’s not just Abdul and I that have adventures. We involve the entire gang. This week Khalil (my oldest) started MMA. I’m sure I’ll be getting some kind of parenting award any day now for letting my 14 year old cage fight…. Either that or a call from CPS…

Ahhh… good times!

 

Super Girl

My 8 year is a competitive gymnast which basically means I live at the gym and as well as pay enough to fund a small guerilla organization in a third world country. Even though I complain, training 10 – 20 hours a week is instilling a sense of work in her she could never get from another sport. So I will keep writing tear stained checks for sparkly $200 “custom” leotards and sleeping outside the gym in my Range Rover 🙂