Just after Hannah was born, Claude and I trained together for our first race - a 5K. We pushed "The Purple Chariot" - our $25 Craigslist find jogging stroller - loaded with two kiddos up and down the big hill across the street. Each running in opposite directions we would pass off the stroller whenever we crossed paths. Claude definitely took it more often and up more hills. He was pretty insistent that running wasn't his favorite way to spend his time, but somewhere along the line he got hooked.
It wasn't long before he was talking about "ultras" - races that are longer than a marathon. As if 26 miles isn't long enough! And here he is now, two 50K's and a 50 Miler under his belt.
Praise the Lord for enabling Claude to keep putting one foot in front of the other all the way to the finish line!
Lord willing there will be more races in the future. We even (half) joke about getting the rest of the Crew involved when they are (much) older. Hey, even I would like to try for one of these...well, the idea sounds nice from the comfort of our living room. ;)
Here are a few photos, since we actually made it to the finish line this time. ;)
It's a bit of a trek to get to the state park where this race was held,
so by the time we arrived the kids were begging for snacks.
Eating some oranges.
They had the signs ready pretty early on.
Believe it or not, Rachel and I were really there.
She spent most of the time under a nursing cover, but she is actually in this photo -
a little mint green hood behind Hannah's orange to complete the Crew.
Jer was our lookout man. He kept pointing and saying, "Daddy's here!"
And then he was actually "here". :)
He did an awesome job!
WE ARE PROUD OF YOU!!! :)