5K for Talen

Before we moved, I signed up for a 5K that would happen in February.  I knew that if I didn't sign up for something, then I would not have the motivation to stay running.  This was a win-win opportunity, as the 5K was a fund-raiser.  Talen is the little boy of some friends of ours from when we were first married.  He was born with a condition that doctors have been unable to diagnose, and he is almost completely paralyzed.  His family has huge medical costs, as well as travel costs as they have taken him to various parts of the country for tests in an attempt to find a cause for his condition.  I was excited to be able to put my registration money to a good cause, and to have a reason to keep running, even through the chaos of the move.

This was the first 5K that I ran on my own.  I don't think I pushed myself as much as I should have, but part of the course went across a field filled with holes, and I didn't dare run it for fear of turning an ankle.  Still, I finished faster than I had for the Color Me Rad, coming in at about 40 minutes even.





































I had a wonderful cheering squad at the finish line.


























My kids gave me some high fives and fist bumps as I crossed, and it was fun to see them there.  I also think it's important that my kids have seen me through this process.  I am not quiet about how often I go running, or how far I have run.  It may seem boastful or egotistic, but I want them to see that I am doing something that is hard for me, and I am succeeding.  Even little successes are successes still.  Instead of having the mom who is becoming more and more overweight, they have the mom who is overweight, but working on it.  And I hope they get something out of that.