Finished: 1-Mile Kids Fun Run
Oh, and how sweet it was! Every race this year (remember? one per month) is some kind of mile-marking, tough-to-do, tough-to-beat, goal-&-soul-searching experience. But I think that when I look back at 2013? This race will be one of my favorites.
Bridgette had a great time, ran (mostly), and finished strong and speedy. Here are a bazillion photos because smart phones rock, and so does my kid.
Arriving at the Venue
Thanksgiving Point, Electric Park
Attaching the Timing Chip to her Shoe
Family Photo Op
In Case You've Been Worried We Were Forcing Her Into This...
Go! Weave! Protect Thyself From Being Trodden!
And Don't Forget to Squeal.
She made it... maybe... 1/8 of a mile before she took a walking break. In her defense, it was slightly uphill. I totally get that.
And if you notice, many of the moms in this picture have identical poses -- looking back, extending a hand, coaxing their child forward, "Faster! Come on! Run!"
"Haha! I beat you, Mom!"
But now I'm gonna walk again...
The kids got their own fueling station at 1/3 mile.
A Small but Good Citizen
Hydrated and ready to go!
She pretty much ran the rest of the way.
You wanted to see the whole mile, right?
Well, come on. Don't quit now!
A series showing *excellent* form.
If you want to send a tiny person a sudden and exhilarating boost of pure energy (via joy-juice), give them a high five part-way through the race, like the traffic director in the orange vest did.
"Mom! I got a FIVE!!!"
Closing in on the home stretch?
Around the corner?
Nope! Quick detour through the farm.
Waving to the animals.
Saying hello to the horse.
This is my favorite.
Waving to the daddy.
AH THERE IT IS!
THE FINISH LINE!
SHE FOUND IT!
The crowd's cheering, just for her!
(Actually, some of them were but no one we knew.)
She made it.
*You* made it! One whole mile (of pictures.)
Now come celebrate with us!
The FAVORITE moment of the day (for me).
I had wandered off.
Bridgette came running to me.
Biggest. Hug. Ever.
Medal swinging from her neck.
Little legs working.
Alive and thriving.
Lots of love.
Finished her race.
A little posing -- cuz we do that.
So very funny.
I was trying to get her to look at me, but she kept turning to the crowd and saying, "Look at my medal."
Thumbs up, Bridgenator.
And at the party? Meet the finish-line dancing balloon creatures. They wore full (weird) costumes made out of twisted balloons.
Bridge liked them very much.
Looking pretty grown up, if I do say so myself.
Enjoying the spoils of battle.
The official results, to which (per usual) we say, "Meh."
Celebrated at the glorious Tulip Festival!
Bridgette ran to this spot and said, "Take a picture! I'm a flower!"
Someone near us said, "The most beautiful flower in the garden."
Our final message to you today.
Dream Just A Little Bigger