This past weekend is over and I'm relieved in a way. The work up to a race is hard work and determination and there is a mixed feeling of sadness and relief at the same time. My son has been training for his first 8k and had afternoon practices on the one day of the week that my husband and I had the craziest schedule. Obviously, we made it work. You jump through hoops for you kids that you would never do for anyone else.
My Son's 8k Race
Cold, windy and ready to go!
Thank God he was running with our friend Chris,
now we could spot him in the 8,000+ crowd.
"Looking for boy with red shirt and dude with green mohawk."
Here he comes.....
....but where is Mr. Chris.....
....oh, there he is..LOL....
8k Finishing Time: 47:46