… was the annual 5K race. Which my daughter decided she was going to run. Despite never having run 1K. In fact, the only way she had ever done more than 1K was on the back of a horse or a bicycle. But she wanted to do it. This picture was right up our block, just past the 2-mile point. It was hot, it was muggy, and she was so tired. That’s my son in the background. Like a good big brother, he rode his bicycle behind her to keep an eye on her. (OK, so I made him.)
She finished in 40 minutes. Not too bad for a first try with no practice at all. She was sweaty, red, and sooo tired. And she still wants to do it again next year. My baby is so fierce!
Hope you have a great weekend!