This is mile 13 so we're almost finished. It definitely gave me a boost to hear my mom yelling "Go Randi!" (one time in my life I was very glad she's so loud). I started to choke up when the boys saw us (and started to cry for us/me) but then remembered I still had to finish so I needed to breathe. The tears definitely put a kick back in my step (maybe they should have been at mile 10?) and I picked it up for the finish line. After we crossed the line (holding hands...so I teared up again), a nice Marine put my cool medal around my neck.
And Moose came to meet us as soon as he could. That's about when I finally lost it, when I hugged him and my little sister.
Then we tried to recover: water, chocolate milk, bagel, bread (although I shared my bread, bagel, and chocolate milk with Moose and my water with Squirt).
The race definitely couldn't have happened without my mom. Although my sisters were there to help on race day, she'd had the boys since the morning before. We definitely appreciate her taking care of them for us (even if they didn't get all of their fruits & veggies in...). :D And my mom bought me most of my outfit, too. She said she was very proud of me and wanted to show me (although I definitely knew it regardless). So yes, I wore an outfit I'd never worn before to run a race (a no-no, I know).
|ignore my mom's weird face in this; she was coughing & trying to show off all of her shirt.|
That is most of the pictures I have right now. I do have pictures of our medals on my camera; I just haven't gotten them uploaded yet. Hopefully I'll have time today. But definitely a big thank you to my family (and my sister's boyfriend who we didn't get a picture with) for coming out to support us. I know even my dad would have been there had he not had to work (boo work). We appreciate the support and willingness to watch our sons so much. Love you all (not that they read this but you know).