Isaac ran a quarter mile kids race this weekend and earned his first "gold medal". Don't tell him that he came in dead last place. To give him credit, he was one of the youngest kids. We were very proud that he ran the whole way even when his "legs were getting tired." Below is him ready to cross the finish line.
After Isaac's lap around the track, I participated in the 5k race. I had the best cheering squad, and had a ton of fun despite the
heavy rains that started about mile 2. I finished in about 8:30/min miles-- not too shabby considering I started running regularly again just last week. I dashed across the finish line, and straight to the car to dry off. Maybe I'm just nostalgic for Seattle, but when you're running in a complete downpour, how can you not smile?