Some of you know me. I mean, REALLY know me. And although I'm really all about being healthy, I exercise very, um, infrequently. I mean, come on...who has time?
Unfortuntately for me, this summer, I did. Had lots of time. So I decided to sign up for my first 5K. (please keep your laughing to a minimum) A local orphan care ministry was having a fundraiser - and if there was any reason to get me to run - this was it. I typically say that I don't run unless someone is chasing me with a sharp object. Or a Diet Coke. Then I'll run. ;-)
So, I roped my older sister into the race with me, and Caleb joined in the fun, too.
So, without further ado...
Unfortuntately for me, this summer, I did. Had lots of time. So I decided to sign up for my first 5K. (please keep your laughing to a minimum) A local orphan care ministry was having a fundraiser - and if there was any reason to get me to run - this was it. I typically say that I don't run unless someone is chasing me with a sharp object. Or a Diet Coke. Then I'll run. ;-)
So, I roped my older sister into the race with me, and Caleb joined in the fun, too.
So, without further ado...
Here comes Caleb!
He ran a 1 mile race...he was the 1st place finisher for boys!
Here we go!
You don't need to know our time, right? ;-)
We finished!
And while we didn't win anything crazy, we all finished, and I was super proud to have reached a goal that I had been working towards. We didn't just run for us, and that's what made it feel best of all.
We ran for the fatherless.
We ran for friends who are adopting.
We ran for our new godson/nephew/cousin Levi.
We ran for our little one.
Here we come, baby girl. We're "running for it"...
