Now this was Callie's third year, and we talked about it for several weeks leading up to the big day. Indeed, any time we drive by this open greenspace Callie talks about it as the place where she "ran her race." For two years she was excited to run and then broke down in tears during it. We are sad to report that the third time was not the charm. You would think that we forced our girls to do this event. But we promise, that at least in Callie's case, it was her idea and right up to the starting gate she was gung ho. But we are eternal optimists, and there is always next year.
Of course, the most important race of the evening is the family race. Or at least, our family ran the 5k together, weaving through the crowds of walkers, dogs, and multiple strollers to make our way finally to the finish line.
It was fun to be able to do it together, although we must say that if you ever intend to participate in a 5k as a walker we have two things to say. Number one, start at the back. And number two, don't walk shoulder to shoulder with five other people so that no one can get by you. It is possible that next year we may run this with a cattle catcher on the front of the stroller to push people out of the way. You just never know.
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