The day of the race came and my goal was just to run at whatever pace, as long as I didn't walk. I finished with a better time than I ever had and was so proud! My mom made this cute sign for the girls to hold for me as I crossed the finish line. I won't lie - it may have only been 3.2 miles (which is like a baby race to some) but I almost cried running through it.
I couldn't have done it without my little girls coming into my room and cheering me on while I ran on the treadmill all those weeks. ;)
My dad sent me this photo he took from before the race (he always takes a ton of candid shots and other pictures no one else would think to take, and I'm so thankful for that!) of Kate having a hard time. I had no idea he took it and I loved seeing such a REAL snapshot of motherhood. I have so many pretty pictures of happy little moments of the kids, but this right here - happens way more often than you'd think. ;)
I've taken a little break from running but am planning to start back up soon and train for a 10K this time!