race weekend

race weekend

Some things that are good to know from our trip up to Hartford this weekend:

Our boys seem to be allergic to big chain restaurants. Or something. Seriously, they have now each thrown up when we’ve gone out to eat. I blame Oliver’s incident on Friday night on over-exuberance since he didn’t have any other symptoms and hadn’t really eaten anything, but still, puke on my jeans = not cool.

Our boys also came pre-programmed with the proper reaction when confronted with a hotel bed: jump on it. And wrestle on it. We had hardly put our bags down before they had climbed up on it and started jumping and attacking each other. So much fun.

Simon is one determined little kid. He’s been telling us for weeks that when we went to Hartford he wanted to run the longest kids’ race. They had a 50 yard, a 1/4 mile, 1/2 mile, and 1 mile. He used the run/walk method, but he had a great time (based on Micah’s account — I was running my race at the time). Oliver did the 50 yard, and although he seemed to get a little confused near the end, he did make his way across the line.

We are very grateful for the fact that we don’t have a car, and hence that we don’t go places very often. Traffic jams = torture.

Hartford is a really beautiful city. I heart New England. Especially New England in the fall. Come out and enjoy it with us sometime.

I can actually string together 26.2 (or 26.47) miles at a 7:40 pace. (The discrepancy in distance is likely due to two things: One, the race course is designed so that you can run no less than 26.2 miles, if you follow very strictly to it. But if you have to weave, or if you run on the other side of the street, or other such things, you add a little bit of distance, which adds up over 26 miles. Two, my gps watch may not have been entirely accurate.) More about my race at the Mother Runner, of course.

Micah is a champ. He got all three of us to our races and cheered us all on and wasn’t angry or upset that he can only run a little bit lest his knee injury flare up. I feel like a lucky lady all over again.

It is so amazing and rewarding to see the boys become interested and excited about running. And so funny to see how Manchild goes from a competitive, highly ambitious runner (he says he wants to run the fastest and beat everyone), to a little kid who is thrilled to be able to participate and to heck with winning.

I love having this thing that we do together as a family. Love, love, love it.

2 thoughts on “race weekend

  1. I love, love, love this post! And hope my family will be a running together family because we enjoy it so much too. My favorite part was about Simon- how sweet! Has Oliver gotten his first hair cut?

  2. It’s so awesome that you guys all run together! Seriously, I’ve never wanted to be a runner at all until I met you guys, but every time I read your blog I just wish I could get into it!! Good job on your race, it’s very impressive!! :0)

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