Wes and I decided to do this race for a couple of reasons. He had run it last year - I was supposed to but it fell the weekend after I broke my foot - and said it was a good course with a fun atmosphere. Also, we liked that it was a little longer distance than your run of the mill Saturday morning 5k. So, we woke Noah up early (he was really grouchy about that), stopped by Dunkin Doughnuts (because that was the only thing that would stop the whining from the grouchy 3 year old), and headed to the 8:15 start. I would love to say that the morning was crisp and cool and we got to run through neighborhoods of beautiful autumn leaves but, alas, that was not the case. Here in good ol' Charleston it is still in the 80's with high humidity and no autumnal foliage. The sun did stay behind the clouds instead of baking us though, so thank goodness for small favors.

We loaded Noah in the jogging stroller and we were off. Not fast, I might add because these days I am getting slower. Noah was initially in a snit because he did not hear anyone say, "On your mark, get set...go" but we managed to distract him with something else and he did really well the rest of the way. We had decided to stick together and run as a family and I am so glad we did. It was fun to run together and listen to the funny comments that Noah made along the way.
Surprisingly, I felt pretty good the whole way. I have really been feeling sluggish lately, possibly because of the heat (or that pesky baby I guess!) but this morning was better. I think it is because it always so much fun to race that I get distracted from any kind of pain.
About a 1/4 mile from the finish line we let Noah get out of the stroller and run it in with us. At first I told Wes that I thought it was too far and that he wouldn't want to run that whole way but I was way wrong. He grabbed Wes' hand and jogged the whole way with a strange little grin on his face that was a mixture of pride and I'm getting kind of tired but I don't want to stop. At the finish line people cheered for him and it was so cute. He ate it up! Plus, as you came through the finish chute they gave you a raffle ticket and somebody handed him one which he thought was so cool. I think he thought it was his prize for running or something because he made Wes pin it onto his shirt. I caught a glimpse of the clock at the end and it said 50:xx. I think we basically averaged about 10 minute miles with the exception of slowing way down to let Noah run at the end. Hey, I'll take it. I am just glad to be running at all right now and it was really fun to sit back and enjoy it with my family.
