So, I don't think I've mentioned it, but I've been training for a half marathon since March. My long-term goal has been to run a 1/2 between each baby I have and when I'm finished having babies, run a full marathon (which, at the moment, seems crazy). I need some time to forget how hard the 1/2 was.
This was my third 1/2 marathon to run and my third to run with my dad. I say it every time, but I don't think I would have finished without him.
The only thing that kept me running the last mile was knowing that I would see these sweet faces waiting for me. (Jason and Silas were there too!)
Oh, and the memory of how sweet it feels to sit and drank a cold gatorade after a long run!





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