Jog-a-thon

Today was the jog-a-thon. It was a very hot day.
But absolutely beautiful.
Now you know I've said that this is the best fundraiser. Do you see the birds flying in the sky? Every year we have a parent that likes to set his doves free. He does this to signal the start of the jog-a-thon.
All the kids really seem to love it. They all wait in anticipation, staring at four boxes that contain the pretty white birds. Then for the next hour they are walking and talking to friends or if they are like my child...running like she's got ants in her pants!

Honestly- Megan takes after me, when it comes to running. She loves it. She is better at it than I, however.

Can you believe that little thing ran MORE than I did. Last night I ran 20 laps. That's about 4.5 miles. She ran 22. Her goal was to be the top runner in her grade and I think she just might have done it! All the parents make a big deal out of Megan. I try not to boast- and take the compliments in stride.

I will be so proud to run with her someday. Although I'm pretty sure she's going to kick my butt.
I know she's only 9 now- but can you imagine what she will be like at 15? 20? 25?
She could turn into one of those crazy people who can actually do ultra marathons. Have you seen those people? YIKES! We are talkin 100+ miles!
That is a super crazy long way and no, I don't have any intention to become one of them. However I do admire them. I stand in awe.
Truthfully, I wasn't prepared for how it would hurt. I had a different idea of what running pain would be like. I imagined internally. External had been the reality. Bruised toes and chaped skin.

After the event was over the kids all enjoyed a frozen otter pop. I stood around until the bell rang talking with my friends, of which most of them were there.
It was a fun day for me.