She wanted a running partner and I wanted a new t-shirt (since Rob has "strongly suggested" (forced) me to part with two lately "because they [had] more holes than fabric").
Here's us waiting to start...enjoying the opening speech from the "Rodeo Royalty."
We (as in me...not so much Karen) thought it would be a silly idea to start off in the front (you know...with the really serious/competitive people).
For a whole 2 seconds we were in first place.
It felt awesome!
What a fun way to start out a Saturday!
I had a good time.
After a healthy round of encouraging yips, hollers, and high fives (no worries...I sanitized afterwards) I looked on toward the finish line where my dear husband and children were waiting.
In honor of the "family circus" (what I "lovingly" referred to jogging with my dad and various siblings in my youth) and a longstanding tradition of embarrassing myself and those I run with, I ended the race with a cartwheel finish (thinking of you dad). :)