Race Day

All spring and summer, our family has been training to participate in a race festival. The culmination of all that hard work came to pass earlier this month. We awoke in the wee hours of the morning, to eat toast with jam and make the drive to the race location.

 

Mom and Dad awaiting the start of the races.

Me, getting ready to start the 10 mile race.

I kicked off the morning by running in a 10-mile race. Despite the hot weather and the fact that I haven’t been able to train as much as I normally would, I was quite happy with my finish time of 1 hour, 36 minutes, and 35 seconds.

 

Dad and Ben ran an 8k race together. Ben finished in 45 minutes and 25 seconds, while Dad finished in 46 minutes and 56 seconds. Considering the fact that Ben had never run this distance, and Dad hadn’t run that far in years, they both did great!

 

Roma and Rubia ran their first 5k, and finished hand-in-hand in 36 minutes and 16 seconds. Mommy walked her first 5k race and finished in just under 1 hour. All three of them have been so faithful in their training over the past several months!

 

By the time the 1-mile race rolled around, I had recovered from my race and decided to walk with Josiah. He was originally planning to run the race, but the doctor did not recommend doing that because of his broken arm. But we walked the entire race together and jogged the last few feet with his hand raised. J He finished in 17 minutes and 15 seconds. The twins ran the one-mile race just for fun, but didn’t bother timing themselves. Ben raced the one mile and finished in 7 minutes and 57 seconds. I can’t believe he could do that after finishing an 8k!

 

After all that running and walking, we enjoyed the free pizza and beverages offered to the participants. Cheap pizza and Diet Pepsi never tasted so good! J We all really enjoyed the festival, and we’re thankful that God has blessed us with the strength and health to be able to run (and walk!)