I'm nothing if not punctual this weekend. Perhaps it's all the spring forward business. Here's something fun from this weekend, in a timely manner. It was my first race for the season and a second for the kids.
Lou had refused to run until just moments before his race. I was so glad he did change his mind.He has been very nervous about the whole pinching part of St. Patrick's Day and requested a shirt that said, "Don't Pink Me!"
Bee was pretty clingy that morning. It was a big race and there were tons of people. She stayed close... even during my stretching.
This 7K was a St. Patrick Day event. That explains my socks. I was one of the least festive people there. There were people running in kilts and wool sweaters.
This was a great race for me. I was pleased with my pace and how well I felt during and after the race. The kids were super pleased with their medals. Bee was so happy that her age group didn't have to run a quarter mile like last time.
The rest of the day was spent enjoying the sunshine and trampoline. Could we have worked up any more static?