Saturday Race
Marshal has been preparing for a running relay with a team of 12 from work. It is a good motivator for getting himself back in shape, besides the once a year military fitness test, PRT. Although I wasn't excited about the drain on time and energy involved in a big race, it has served its purpose in getting Marshal out of bed at dawn to run in the mornings. This weekend our hometown had a Fathoms of Fun festival, and I mentioned to Marshal the night before that there was a fire dept sponsored 5K Hotfoot race. There were some 50-75 yd dashes for the kids as well. So we rose early to register and enter the races. I did not don running shoes myself; I was geared with water bottles and camera.
Starting Line of 5K - Marshal has a bit of sun on his red-head, blue shirt about three rows back.
Lydia being beat off the line of the 50 yd dash. She gave that fellow 5-year-old a run for his money.
Gabe bolted right out of his shoe at the starting line of the 75 yard dash. He so wanted to impress his race-running dad. Mom had him ill-equipped in running shoes. Gabe was so disappointed as he scuffled through the race. We were so relieved he wasn't hurt, for he looked like a bird with a broken wing. Thankfully only his racing spirit was broken for now.
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