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Showing posts with label run cheerios run. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Shamrock Shuffle

When I had the twincesses, I promised myself I'd run a 5K by their first birthday, a 10K by their second and a Ragnar or half-marathon by their third. There are no pictures of me running though, because even though I feel like a rock star while I'm running, I'm pretty sure I look like Sloth from Goonies.

I didn't clock my best time by a long shot, but it was fun, and a good way to get back in the saddle. It is always enjoyable to dress up for a race, and since this was St. Patrick's day, we had to. I convinced the fam to run with me, and they all did a spectacular job.

These guys ran the mile with Grandpa.
After Seth crossed the finish, he ran back and walked through with Grandpa, and then finished the 5K with me.
The twincesses went along for the ride with Michael on the mile in their new jogging stroller. It was their birthday present from Michael and I, but it is really mostly for me:)
The whole lucky family racing team, post-race. Lots of us wound up with ribbons!

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Tumble

Nothing like taking a class with three or four of his very best friends to keep a little boy happy . . . .

This shot captured T mid-cough. I'm so sick of my kids being sick. All three kiddos have been coughing for more than a month. Everyone had better get this junk out of their systems within the next 3-4 weeks or I'm taking the twins and moving into a hotel!

I've got to try to get some shots of Alice's gymnastics class, but the parent viewing area isn't very conducive to photography. She's not being left out though, we let her play too!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

All Comer's Track Meet

Photos courtesy this guy:
Shot put with the real ball:
Shot put with the kiddie ball:
Seth and his friend Olivia taking off on the 100 meter race:
Thomas on the 100 meter race (no, he's not alone because he's in the lead. He's alone because he's skipping, and is 10 feet behind everyone else.)
Long jump:
Tiny Hurdles:
Long jump:
100 Hurdles. Look at that form. We could pop those things up a couple of notches and he'd still have plenty of room.