if i run down the hall my face turns red. it's something to depend upon.
ok, here's ambrose to tell the tale of our big race:
we got to cruise around before the race. i thought i would help my mom warm up by making her chase me all around the parking lot.
during the run i let my dad chase me around.
after thirty minutes had passed (i'm an excellent judge of time for my age) my mom came back and i was so excited to see her i ran up to her with a huge grin on my face and it made her cry. she is so so weird.
after i got my mom back a really nice lady insisted on taking our family portrait even though no one in my family really wanted their picture taken just then.
mostly i just wanted all the treats they gave my mom after- like this jamba juice:
well, she finished 3.1 miles in 30 minutes and 30 seconds and her mile average was 9 minutes and 50 seconds, which she is OK with for her first race, but feels like she will do better next time. she told me that running with a bunch of dorks that take themselves too seriously and some nice people is way different than running by herself or with me around our neighborhood. she is excited to do it again. i am too! but first i need to rest, what a big day, i'm all tuckered out!