See M Run

Today we drove down the shore to watch M run his first half marathon. I have never in my life seen so many fit and happy people running so fast for so long. It made me feel, well, rather sluggish and embarrassed about my lack of athleticism. We missed M at the 5 mile mark and almost missed him again at the finish, but he apparently heard me harping at the kids to "Stop bickering and watch for Daddy!" from half a mile away. He finished in 2:12, and I was so proud of him that I cried. The kids were rather confused. "But he finished! That's a happy thing Mommy!"

We're all very proud of you M, even if the kids cried when they saw you because I had just told them that we weren't actually going to get to play on the beach today.