These were my stats from last Saturday:
Playing WR I had 7 catches and 3 TDs: Overall great outing. even though I did most of my damage on underneath routes, I managed to get behind the defense a time or two. (just like a true Wes Welker)
Playing QB I completed 4-6 passes and threw 2 TDs: Even though my arm strength is improving, I need to work on my accuracy and more importantly my form.
Overall 5 TD accumulated. Not bad for a days work. :)
I have big dilemma this week though. I'm trying to decide if I want to play on Saturday or go to Salt Lake City to attend GameDay along with my fellow Ute followers.
What to do? What to do?
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Hello folks,
It's been awhile since I've last been here. Hopefully my blogging skills won't be so lax anymore.
Jumping strait to business, I'll let you know what's going on:
It's mid-October now and I'm still looking for consistent work. due to the cold weather months coming very soon, I'm looking more into an indoor job (as opposed to usual construction jobs).
Books I'm reading: I just started on the inspired version of the Bible. I have to say, the difference between the inspired and the King James version is amazing. So much truth has been lost over the years. I guess that gives me one more reason to be thankful for the work Joseph Smith did for the gospel.
I'm also trying to dive into "The Life of John Taylor by B.H. Roberts". JT has always been one of my personal heroes in church history. After all, his personal motto says it all: The kingdom of God or Nothing!. He was a great man who's history and life means so much and should mean a lot to all in Mormon history.
What I'm doing with my spare time: I really used to be a big time video gamer but as of late, I'm really trying to give it up. With the exception of a few mini-games on Facebook and involvement in a few fantasy football leagues, I'm not playing as much as I did in my earlier days. Having said that though, I'm gonna be turning away from that in the near future too. Take for example fantasy football: even though I'm having lots of fun doing it, it really is taking a lot of effort and time to be invested in it. I've already told a few of my buddies, I'm hoping to win this year as I'm not gonna be doing it next year.
On Saturdays, several of my friends get together and play some flag football. Even though it's not as fun as tackle, we've been hesitant to get too physical since we lost one of our guys to a bad knee injury. Here are my stats: (I mostly play at WR)
Week 1 : 1 catch, and an INT
Week 2 :5 catches and 3 TDS'
Week 3: 6 catches and a TD. I also completed 3-6 passes and threw a TD. 1 lost fumble
My stats suffered in three weeks ago due to a leg injury that I'm still nursing. (I got clipped in the leg when running full speed on a kickoff). I'm looking forward to another good week this Saturday. (I'll be posting my stats weekly from here on). Keep in mind, the reason I like to post my stats is not only for personal gratification but also to tell me where I need to improve.
Well I think that covers most of this post.
Be well and don't die
It's been awhile since I've last been here. Hopefully my blogging skills won't be so lax anymore.
Jumping strait to business, I'll let you know what's going on:
It's mid-October now and I'm still looking for consistent work. due to the cold weather months coming very soon, I'm looking more into an indoor job (as opposed to usual construction jobs).
Books I'm reading: I just started on the inspired version of the Bible. I have to say, the difference between the inspired and the King James version is amazing. So much truth has been lost over the years. I guess that gives me one more reason to be thankful for the work Joseph Smith did for the gospel.
I'm also trying to dive into "The Life of John Taylor by B.H. Roberts". JT has always been one of my personal heroes in church history. After all, his personal motto says it all: The kingdom of God or Nothing!. He was a great man who's history and life means so much and should mean a lot to all in Mormon history.
What I'm doing with my spare time: I really used to be a big time video gamer but as of late, I'm really trying to give it up. With the exception of a few mini-games on Facebook and involvement in a few fantasy football leagues, I'm not playing as much as I did in my earlier days. Having said that though, I'm gonna be turning away from that in the near future too. Take for example fantasy football: even though I'm having lots of fun doing it, it really is taking a lot of effort and time to be invested in it. I've already told a few of my buddies, I'm hoping to win this year as I'm not gonna be doing it next year.
On Saturdays, several of my friends get together and play some flag football. Even though it's not as fun as tackle, we've been hesitant to get too physical since we lost one of our guys to a bad knee injury. Here are my stats: (I mostly play at WR)
Week 1 : 1 catch, and an INT
Week 2 :5 catches and 3 TDS'
Week 3: 6 catches and a TD. I also completed 3-6 passes and threw a TD. 1 lost fumble
My stats suffered in three weeks ago due to a leg injury that I'm still nursing. (I got clipped in the leg when running full speed on a kickoff). I'm looking forward to another good week this Saturday. (I'll be posting my stats weekly from here on). Keep in mind, the reason I like to post my stats is not only for personal gratification but also to tell me where I need to improve.
Well I think that covers most of this post.
Be well and don't die
Thursday, May 20, 2010
10 years ago
Throughout life , we are taught to remember the significant moments of life: First day of school, the day we graduate, our first kiss; the list goes on. Today is a significant to me in a way. Ten years ago my life changed forever. I was a common 15 year-old boy going through life as a teenager. I was adjusting to freshman year of high school, I was head over heels over a girl (my first major crush actually) but I was also dealing with personal problems as all teenage boys do. And then it happened.
May 20, 2000, started off just the same as other days but it ended up being a day that I won't forget. It started when my uncle came by the house to see my oldest brother and talk with him...at first I didn't think twice about it but there was a gravity in his demeanor that made me feel uneasy. Later that day my other older brother and my mother returned from a trip...I don't remember where they were but they also has a grim demeanor that only added to my own anxious feelings.
Eventually,my mother gathered all of the family together to tell us something. She told us my dad had been in an accident that took his life. I can't begin to describe how I felt at that moment, the best way I could put it is that I felt a hundred different emotions in one instant: shock. fear ,pain but most of all understanding. all the pieces fell in place and I saw why the others I saw earlier that day were grim.
As you would imagine, there were plenty of tears and emotions felt and sorted out that day and at the funeral we had later. On of the most difficult parts though was when I had to go back to school. I had to go back to life, pretending in a way nothing had changed but in reality everything had.
I never figured I was gonna be "that kid" who lost his dad and had everyone say a thousand different things to you to try and make you feel better. I hadn't just lost my parent, I lost a piece of myself that day. As it often does, time flew by; before I knew it I was 18 and ready to graduate but there was still that lingering piece of me I didn't have....I not only lost a parent , but I had lost countless moments where I needed a father figure to help me navigate the significant moments.....when I took that diploma, I didn't have a proud father with a camcorder there, when I had major feeling for a girl for the first time,I couldn't confide and ask for advice.
Now before I continue, I should stress something: I don't mean to write this as a means for people to feel sorry for me. I 'm not asking for a sympathy party. This is simply one of the final steps I need to take to fully move on. there have been countless times in my life I used my tragedy;sometimes on purpose and sometimes without even realizing as a way of elevating myself. I was of the opinion that because I saw and lived a life that so many others hadn't experienced I had something they hadn't. I don't mean to imply I was better then them I was just more battle hardened. And there lies one of my many flaws. Because I was so wrapped up in my own experiences, I never put myself in some of my friends shoes who though they hadn't lost all that I had, they still lost a piece of themselves.
I had several friends who had their dad walk out on them. Even though they didn't lose him to death they still lost him and deal with emotions I have to deal with except for they are reminded of the pain by actually seeing him. One of the objectives of this post was to apologize to these friends. I'm sorry I took your emotions for granted and minimized them in relation to my own. I'm sorry for the support I never gave you.
I guess the main message I'm trying top convey is that I'm through using my fathers death as an excuse for what I lack in life and for what I never got to experience. I would encourage those of you who share my experience to live life. I lost too many days hanging my head and wallowing in my sorrow. My father was a man with many faults ,but I know he would never have wanted me to miss out on life just because he wasn't there. I am no better then any other person for my past. It has given me perspective but not entitlement.
I would also leave a message to you who still have two loving parents: don't take them for granted. treasure every moment of your life with them by your side cause when their no longer gonna be there the things you never said and the "I love you's" you never uttered enough or at all will be your constant regret. I envy what you have, but I also beg you to take advantage of it.
In closing, I wish to convey one last message to my father: Dad, these ten years have been the worst years of my life but they have also been the best. Thank you for being my "buddy". It means the world to me that despite your faults, you loved me and my family with all your heart. Thank you for teaching me lessons in your absence that make me want to not only better myself for our family name but to succeed where you wanted to but couldn't. I look forward to seeing you someday but in the meantime, I'll try my best to make you proud. I love you always.
In memory of Scott Alan Beckstrand
(1958-2000)
May 20, 2000, started off just the same as other days but it ended up being a day that I won't forget. It started when my uncle came by the house to see my oldest brother and talk with him...at first I didn't think twice about it but there was a gravity in his demeanor that made me feel uneasy. Later that day my other older brother and my mother returned from a trip...I don't remember where they were but they also has a grim demeanor that only added to my own anxious feelings.
Eventually,my mother gathered all of the family together to tell us something. She told us my dad had been in an accident that took his life. I can't begin to describe how I felt at that moment, the best way I could put it is that I felt a hundred different emotions in one instant: shock. fear ,pain but most of all understanding. all the pieces fell in place and I saw why the others I saw earlier that day were grim.
As you would imagine, there were plenty of tears and emotions felt and sorted out that day and at the funeral we had later. On of the most difficult parts though was when I had to go back to school. I had to go back to life, pretending in a way nothing had changed but in reality everything had.
I never figured I was gonna be "that kid" who lost his dad and had everyone say a thousand different things to you to try and make you feel better. I hadn't just lost my parent, I lost a piece of myself that day. As it often does, time flew by; before I knew it I was 18 and ready to graduate but there was still that lingering piece of me I didn't have....I not only lost a parent , but I had lost countless moments where I needed a father figure to help me navigate the significant moments.....when I took that diploma, I didn't have a proud father with a camcorder there, when I had major feeling for a girl for the first time,I couldn't confide and ask for advice.
Now before I continue, I should stress something: I don't mean to write this as a means for people to feel sorry for me. I 'm not asking for a sympathy party. This is simply one of the final steps I need to take to fully move on. there have been countless times in my life I used my tragedy;sometimes on purpose and sometimes without even realizing as a way of elevating myself. I was of the opinion that because I saw and lived a life that so many others hadn't experienced I had something they hadn't. I don't mean to imply I was better then them I was just more battle hardened. And there lies one of my many flaws. Because I was so wrapped up in my own experiences, I never put myself in some of my friends shoes who though they hadn't lost all that I had, they still lost a piece of themselves.
I had several friends who had their dad walk out on them. Even though they didn't lose him to death they still lost him and deal with emotions I have to deal with except for they are reminded of the pain by actually seeing him. One of the objectives of this post was to apologize to these friends. I'm sorry I took your emotions for granted and minimized them in relation to my own. I'm sorry for the support I never gave you.
I guess the main message I'm trying top convey is that I'm through using my fathers death as an excuse for what I lack in life and for what I never got to experience. I would encourage those of you who share my experience to live life. I lost too many days hanging my head and wallowing in my sorrow. My father was a man with many faults ,but I know he would never have wanted me to miss out on life just because he wasn't there. I am no better then any other person for my past. It has given me perspective but not entitlement.
I would also leave a message to you who still have two loving parents: don't take them for granted. treasure every moment of your life with them by your side cause when their no longer gonna be there the things you never said and the "I love you's" you never uttered enough or at all will be your constant regret. I envy what you have, but I also beg you to take advantage of it.
In closing, I wish to convey one last message to my father: Dad, these ten years have been the worst years of my life but they have also been the best. Thank you for being my "buddy". It means the world to me that despite your faults, you loved me and my family with all your heart. Thank you for teaching me lessons in your absence that make me want to not only better myself for our family name but to succeed where you wanted to but couldn't. I look forward to seeing you someday but in the meantime, I'll try my best to make you proud. I love you always.
In memory of Scott Alan Beckstrand
(1958-2000)
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Applications and Brackets
Well, it's Saturday once again. The Spring is making a slow appearance but it's coming nonetheless. Right now I'm playing somewhat of a waiting game, yesterday I filled out another work application to a roofing company. I feel pretty good about my chances given the fact I am very qualified (due to experience) but you never know. I'm just hoping this job (or maybe the other one I applied for) will work out for me so I can get out of my unemployment hole.
In other news, as most of you all know (and those of you who don't care) lot's of people are filling out brackets. This is my first attempt to do so and thus far my luck hasn't been pretty: as of now I got 21 out of 32 games right. The worst part is four teams I picked to advance to the sixteen (one of them to the eight) have all fallen. All I can say is first year fantasy football was so much kinder to me. (for those of you who care, I went 9-3-1 in my first year and was the league champion).
Anyways, I hope all of you have a good Saturday, I imagine I'll be spending my Saturday compiling notes, plus I'm debating whether to go ice skating later.....who knows?.
well, cheerio fellow bloggers.
In other news, as most of you all know (and those of you who don't care) lot's of people are filling out brackets. This is my first attempt to do so and thus far my luck hasn't been pretty: as of now I got 21 out of 32 games right. The worst part is four teams I picked to advance to the sixteen (one of them to the eight) have all fallen. All I can say is first year fantasy football was so much kinder to me. (for those of you who care, I went 9-3-1 in my first year and was the league champion).
Anyways, I hope all of you have a good Saturday, I imagine I'll be spending my Saturday compiling notes, plus I'm debating whether to go ice skating later.....who knows?.
well, cheerio fellow bloggers.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Friday night
Right now it's 2:12 P.M, and I'm still feeling very tired from Friday. All in all I have to say friday was awesome. The day itself started out slow but I went to a candy-land themed dance and had more fun than I thought I would. I must confess I'm starting to feel less inclined to keep going to these events mostly for the reason I'm becoming somewhat of a relic. (i.e I'm getting old).
Because I'm knocking on the door of 25, it's becoming more common to find a room full of mostly 14-16 year old girls. Please keep in mind I have nothing personal against them, I'm just saying it's getting more weird for me.
The night for the most part was very nice, I danced a little bit, and despite the fact the place was packed with little kids, it was worth it in the end to see 'her'.
Well, that's all for now folks.
Because I'm knocking on the door of 25, it's becoming more common to find a room full of mostly 14-16 year old girls. Please keep in mind I have nothing personal against them, I'm just saying it's getting more weird for me.
The night for the most part was very nice, I danced a little bit, and despite the fact the place was packed with little kids, it was worth it in the end to see 'her'.
Well, that's all for now folks.
Friday, March 5, 2010
One last dance
Greetings and good day to all,
Looking outside my window this morning I found a surprise: more snow and found myself laughing inside. This happens almost every year; just before spring starts it's cycle, winter decides it wants one last hurrah. Sometimes it decides to do it mildly and sometimes it just lets us have it (as is the case here).
With everyone clamoring for spring to come, I must confess Spring is not my favorite time of year, It's true the warmth we feel in the transitional season is great but it also brings a few unwelcome things: in my base allergies.
So what would be my favorite time of year?. I'm a fall guy really. It's the time when most of the pollination is gone (saving my eyes many irritations), it's not too hot (via Summer) and it's just beautiful due to the scenery changing....okay I also love the fact that it's also football season too :).
Anyways, here's wishing to all of you a speedy Spring coming and good luck to the many students who are hard at work (and who will get a much deserved break soon). Take care, and be careful on those snowy roads.
TGIF
Looking outside my window this morning I found a surprise: more snow and found myself laughing inside. This happens almost every year; just before spring starts it's cycle, winter decides it wants one last hurrah. Sometimes it decides to do it mildly and sometimes it just lets us have it (as is the case here).
With everyone clamoring for spring to come, I must confess Spring is not my favorite time of year, It's true the warmth we feel in the transitional season is great but it also brings a few unwelcome things: in my base allergies.
So what would be my favorite time of year?. I'm a fall guy really. It's the time when most of the pollination is gone (saving my eyes many irritations), it's not too hot (via Summer) and it's just beautiful due to the scenery changing....okay I also love the fact that it's also football season too :).
Anyways, here's wishing to all of you a speedy Spring coming and good luck to the many students who are hard at work (and who will get a much deserved break soon). Take care, and be careful on those snowy roads.
TGIF
Monday, March 1, 2010
Introduction
Greetings friends and fellow bloggers,
This is my first post of my site. This is not the first time I've attempted the pastime many refer to as 'blogging'. Hopefully this journey will be more successful than my last blogging attempt. While I toyed with the idea of making this an anonymous blog, I'll refrain and give you an introduction of myself.
My name is Elias Alan Beckstrand, I'm the son of Karen R. Gibby Beckstrand (one of the best women on the planet) and my late father Scott Alan Beckstrand. I'm the fourth child of eight. (five brothers and two sisters). I went to high school at Mountain Valley School ( a private school) and graduated in the spring of 2003.
I currently reside in Saratoga Springs, my former places of residence include Bluffdale (where I was born), Lehi ,Kearns and Cedar City. In my younger days, my family was constantly moving due to my fathers financial situations. So in a way, you could say I've been around the block.
As for my interests, I am a very athletic personality. With a few exceptions , I'll engage in almost anything that involves running or a ball. (or both). My particular favorite is football. In addition to playing , I consider myself a fairly avid sports fan. Teams that I follow include the Utah Jazz (NBA),the San Diego Chargers(NFL), and my personal favorite, the Utah Utes (NCAA).
My interests outside of sports are many as well, I consider myself a avid music lover: Music is one of the two things (my religion being the other) that I refer to as my sanctuary. while I have yet to have much talent in the playing department, I love to sing and listen to various types of music. I also consider my self a huge history buff.
As I mentioned , I also consider myself a very religious person as well. My beliefs are primarily Mormon, with that said though, I should note I am not a current member of the LDS faith. Although at times I don't always show it in my actions, I consider my religion and my savior Jesus Christ to be the greatest influences in my life. I know with a surety that I would not be the man I am today without my Lord.
Along with my savior, I would also wish to acknowledge many others who have made a tremendous impact on me: ( I do this in no particular order). My late father who has taught me many of life's lessons from his life and also from his death. My right hand man and cousin Jesse Raynor for being my rock and devoted friend.
There are also countless other friends who have been a great boon to me but it would take far too long to list them all. I'll just say, you know you you are. Thank you all.
This is my first post of my site. This is not the first time I've attempted the pastime many refer to as 'blogging'. Hopefully this journey will be more successful than my last blogging attempt. While I toyed with the idea of making this an anonymous blog, I'll refrain and give you an introduction of myself.
My name is Elias Alan Beckstrand, I'm the son of Karen R. Gibby Beckstrand (one of the best women on the planet) and my late father Scott Alan Beckstrand. I'm the fourth child of eight. (five brothers and two sisters). I went to high school at Mountain Valley School ( a private school) and graduated in the spring of 2003.
I currently reside in Saratoga Springs, my former places of residence include Bluffdale (where I was born), Lehi ,Kearns and Cedar City. In my younger days, my family was constantly moving due to my fathers financial situations. So in a way, you could say I've been around the block.
As for my interests, I am a very athletic personality. With a few exceptions , I'll engage in almost anything that involves running or a ball. (or both). My particular favorite is football. In addition to playing , I consider myself a fairly avid sports fan. Teams that I follow include the Utah Jazz (NBA),the San Diego Chargers(NFL), and my personal favorite, the Utah Utes (NCAA).
My interests outside of sports are many as well, I consider myself a avid music lover: Music is one of the two things (my religion being the other) that I refer to as my sanctuary. while I have yet to have much talent in the playing department, I love to sing and listen to various types of music. I also consider my self a huge history buff.
As I mentioned , I also consider myself a very religious person as well. My beliefs are primarily Mormon, with that said though, I should note I am not a current member of the LDS faith. Although at times I don't always show it in my actions, I consider my religion and my savior Jesus Christ to be the greatest influences in my life. I know with a surety that I would not be the man I am today without my Lord.
Along with my savior, I would also wish to acknowledge many others who have made a tremendous impact on me: ( I do this in no particular order). My late father who has taught me many of life's lessons from his life and also from his death. My right hand man and cousin Jesse Raynor for being my rock and devoted friend.
There are also countless other friends who have been a great boon to me but it would take far too long to list them all. I'll just say, you know you you are. Thank you all.
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