Fun Run

As I sat down to write this particular post, I suddenly remembered that I had publicly announced that the Jones family would never participate in another early morning run/fundraiser. As I read over last year's debacle I'm pretty certain I meant it. At the time.

However, one good thing about parenthood is the gift of forgetfulness. (How do you think we ever managed to have more than one child?...but I digress.) Yup, I forgot the horrific experience suffered that fateful day...and that, my friends, is how we found ourselves awake at an absurdly early hour supporting our local elementary school. Wahoo!

Now, I should add (before my hubby interjects) that Ian was up waaaayyy earlier than the rest of us...running a 5K. And he was. Senor Speedy crossed the finish line just shy of 23 minutes. Yeah, he's pretty awesome.

And here's where it starts for the other "runners" in the family:

Lindy and Ellie are both smiling (I know, right?!) as they wait for their 1K Fun Run to start.

The whistle blows...and they're off. Running. All of them. No surprise, Ellie ran her guts out and crossed the finish line before anyone else in the family. For some reason that kid is focused when she runs.

Next came Lindy, running AND smiling, through the last turn. I was so proud (and relieved).

At last, with a little encouragement/support from his dad, came The Boy. He made a great show of huffing and puffing as he ran. But, he did it.

And they were all so VERY pleased with themselves.

(Yes, even her.)

Turns out we can do it. (And by we, of course, I mean them. I still hate running. And early mornings.)