Lighting a Spark…

It’s like… I say to myself… “Post to your personal blog…”  and then I’m all, “Okay… I will total..lee… huh…”  zzzzzzz *snore*

So here I am.

I have a calm second before DJ gets home and before my crazy month of October begins…

I didn’t want to move forward though until I posted this because I feel like it’s important in a little way… to this family.

A few weeks ago, we packed up the family early one Sunday morning and drove over to VA Beach to see my good friend, Chy, race in her first half-marathon.

Here she is.  In all her loveliness after she ran 13 miles.  I’d be dead.  On the ground.  And she looks great.  Though she’ll probably kill me for posting this, I don’t care. 

Unfortunately we somehow (don’t ask b/c we have NO IDEA) missed her as we were waiting on the corner….  looking for someone you know in a sea of 40,000 runners is like LIVING a ‘Where’s Waldo’ book.  Except you don’t know what Waldo’s wearing… and you’re semi-blind…like me.  Awesome.

But we did see some other pretty interesting stuff:

Woody.  HOW he ran 13 miles like this… unbelievable.

…and a juggler…

…and a freakin’ kid.  A kid?!

And we can’t forget this…

Trey showing us his muscles.

… and this…

Noah on his way to dreamland…

…and this…

Noah IN dreamland…

So all of this… all the cheering… the bands… the commotion…the exhausted, yet totally accomplished looks on the runner’s faces…   It stirred something up in my uber competitive athlete of a husband…

And now he’s registered for HIS first half-marathon…

March 20th.

Virginia Beach Shamrock Marathon.

Wait.

There’s more.

Not to be left out… TREY is registered as well.  No, no.. not the 1/2.  The day before the shamrock marathon, they have a kid’s run… Operation Smile Final Mile…  He is so excited.  As soon as DJ gets home, we’re going out to buy him some real running shoes so he can start training… like his daddy…

Anyone want to come for a mini-vacay in march?!

Until next time,

K