We ran in the West Fest on Sat. June 28, 2008. This was our 2nd 5K race and I was determined to beat my 1st race time. The last couple of weeks training Aaron was too busy with work and church to really keep training with me. I was running slower with the temperatures going up and running after dropping the boys off at school in the morning. Well I did run faster and it was a good race. Wish there were more trees to run in the shade and I should have picked it up a little sooner and beat Aaron. That would have been sweet. Better luck to me next time.
- Erika’s Time 33:58
- Aaron’s Time 33:17
Erika and I ran our first 5k race today. It was at liberty park, 8am. It was an exciting and nervous time for both of us. We have spent the last several week getting in shape and this was our first of many races for the summer. We were very excited that this event was finally here, and are also glad that it is all over.
So after standing around for an hour waiting for the race to start, they finally started the race. Unfortuatly there were a lot of people that were walking the race, and they all foolishly lined up at the start of the line. So the first few minutes of the race was dodging through hundred of idiots all walking with their strollers and kids.
We both did really well for our first races. I finished in 31 minutes and Erika in 34. Both of us beat our starting goals, and I am sure we will improve as the summer moves on.
The whole family went down to Moab, Utah this weekend. We went on a great hike, 6 miles and 8 natural arches. Pictures in the family section.
That is the good news, now for the rant:
It was my first time in Moab, and I was expecting the town to be filled with a bunch of granola bars and hippies, and boy were my assumptions right. Even after only 10 feet into town we were dodging bicycles and skateboarders.
We went out to dinner at a little hamburger shop on the east side of town. Upon our arrival, I had to find parking in between all the Subaru Foresters and Subaru Outbacks. Each of course had a bike rack with two $5000 bikes on them. We ordered food at the outside counter, and sat down to eat. That’s when I started noticing the signs:
* Please Do Not Bring Your Bike Into The Restaurant.
* Please Do Not Hang Off The Tree.
* Please Don’t Through Your Granola Bar Wrapper On The Ground.
I laughed at the silly signs for a minute. Then I witnessed the one of the customers take the entire ketchup supply from the counter and take it back to their table, leaving none for all the entire restaurant. I thought ‘wow’ this place is weird, it must be full of ‘Forest Floor Teenagers’ (In adult bodies).
Then within a few minutes I got all the crazy looks from people, and the ‘kids’ comments and the ‘where is his Subaru’ and ‘I bet he is riding a Huffy’ looks and comments. It must of been the fuel efficient Toyota that I was driving, or the fact that I was wearing socks and shoes and not sandals with dirty feet.
Through out the dinner I could not help but notice every car driving by was caked with mud, had a bike rack and had 10k worth of bike on top. It was a social status I am sure, and what a vain life to live. I wondered if people are judged in Moab solely on bikes, or if it is the combination of mud, Subaru, weighing less than 100lbs, being jobless, dirty feet, living at brother-in-law, hemp bracelet, granola stash, weed stash, $500 sunglasses and flip flop cleanliness. What ever it is, I don’t want to be any part of it.
Back at the hotel, and everywhere else, more signs:
* Please Don’t Bring Your Bike In Here.
As I smiled an looked up, I notice a person carrying his bike right past the sign into the Hotel. Hotel carpet and walls had bike tracks all over, and there were bike parts all over the parking lot. It was unbelievable.
What a crappy town, I hope to never return. Everyone we saw and met was a yuppie, selfish bugger. I just hope you all realize soon that there are other people in the world. People don’t want you trashing their restaurants and hotels. We all don’t want your stupid bikes. The job collecting toll for the forest service will never open up, and your brother is tired of paying your half of the rent and utilities.
- -d home directory
- -s starting program (shell)
- -p password
- -g (primary group assigned to the users)
- -G (Other groups the user belongs to)
- -m (Create the user’s home directory
Example: To add a new user with:
- a primary group of users
- a second group mgmt
- starting shell /bin/bash
- password of xxxx
- home directory of roger
- create home directory
- a login name of roger
sudo useradd -g users -G mgmt -s /bin/bash -p xxxx -d /home/roger -m roger
To add to sudo users:
sudo usermod -a -G admin username