Wednesday, May 30, 2012
This past weekend we kicked off Summer 2012 in a big way! Friday we started the weekend with breaking out the water table & got a new sprinkler! The boys LOVED splashing around outside. Thankfully they are true Fleischman boys & love the outdoors! We enjoyed dinner together as a family & then the boys were off to bed, while Mommy & Daddy relaxed out front.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Early in 2012, Matt brought up the idea to sign up to run Broad Street this year. I quickly obligued & started training. It had been on my Bucket List for 2 years or so, I just didn't have the full desire to train & run it last year. I remember being at Matt's 1st Triathlon in Maryland with Emory when he was a baby & thinking to myself, I want to be in a race someday & have my son (we only had Em at the time) meet me at the finish line. So, I signed up & got in (after hours of trying to register) & Matt luckily made it in with the lotto. I began training more seriously than I have ever trained before & felt 80% comfortable & ready to rock it! The morning of the race came & I was so nervous. Since Matt injured his foot, he was no longer able to run, but was 110% supportive of me. He even crutched along to the start & waited with me until it was time to head to my corral. He had nothing but wonderful things to say to me & encouraged me so much until it was time to part ways. He convinced me that I could do this! I had no clue where I was going, so I followed behind 2 other runners wearing bibs with Gray, until I arrived in my corral. I found a comfy spot & waited & waited & waited. While waiting, my phone/music malfunctioned, which distracted me for the 25 minutes until the start of the race. Finally, I heard the horn to start the race & my corral started to push forward. We delayed a little longer until I could see the starting line & I was off & running! After crossing the starting line, I got a good luck high five from Mayor Nutter! I thought that was a pretty cool way to start the race. I kept a comfortable pace for the 1st few miles & enjoyed the sights & sounds of the crowd cheering the runners on. It was amazing. There were bands & signs & so much encouragement. After about 3 miles, I started to feel the burn in my knee, but pushed through it. I kept on running! Whenever I got bored or felt like I needed to rest, I thought of my parents. One major life lesson that they taught me was that if you start something, you must finish it. So, the thought of walking quickly exited my mind & I kept on running. I also thought of Emory & Harlan & how proud I would feel when I saw them at the finish. I also let my mind wonder about if they would ever run a race & experience what I was feeling. I saw so many kids along the route cheering on the runners, holding signs saying "Go Mommy!" or "Run, Daddy, Run!" & I knew my boys were there with me. I also made a point to give high fives to all of the kids reaching out along the way. It was awesome. Around City Hall, the crowd was huge! A runner in front of me started yelling "Mooooooooooooom!" & ran over & gave his mom a huge hug & kiss. Awesome, just awesome. Will that be one of my boys one day?