isn't that what forest gump's momma says?
forest gump is what comes to my mind when i think of all
the running richard has done this summer.
he started out by running the ogden half-marathon for me.
yes, originally i was going to do this, but a few digestive issues
and embarassing squats in the park later, richard offered to fill in for me.
which is why his tag says my name on it and not his.
here he is at the buttcrack of dawn as i kick him to the curb
of the drop-off point to climb aboard the buses with all the
other runners that would take them to the starting point at the
far side of pineview dam.
and here he is after hearing my name called as he crossed the
finish line in just barely over 2 hours. did i mention that his
longest "training run" was about 2 miles? what a joke. at least
his knee hurt a little bit from the downhill...
but not enough to keep him from doing the ragnar relay about a
month later. i was supposed to do this one, too, but decided against
it when the i.b.s. problems shut down my half-marathon training...and
when i had a growing fetus to use as an excuse. lame, i know,
but i volunteered and still got a sticker for the back of my car, so who gives?
here he is running across the finish line as a very festive member of
"los bandidos."
austin met me at the finish line to watch the magic.
it would have been fun for us to do this together, but tyson filled
my spot, and i'm sure that was a disappointment to no one. he
runs cross-country and is training for the iron man. enough said.
plus, i know they had a great brotherly bonding experience stinking
up the van and running (literally) on no sleep.
los bandidos.
i'm a proud wife, and i love my man, but he smelled like forest gump
looked at the end of his longest run in the movie.
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