Fun-For-Some Fun Run

Here we are at the starting line of our 1 mile fun run. That's Gogurt in the orange shirt on the front row. That's me and Poptart a couple of rows back. (she's the one with the white hooded sweatshirt on and the only one on their mother's hip). Gogurt took off strong, but then he lost a shoe, and according to him, that cost him the whole race. He lost several seconds having to turn around and put his shoe back on. As far as Poptart, apparently no one told her this was a fun run because she never had one second of fun. She refused to get down and run or walk or do anything on her own two feet. So I carried her most of the way. Fun. As my daddy would say,"We were in it right up until the beginning."

Every child that participated (even the one that was carried) was handed a medal when they crossed the finish line. Here's Gogurt with his "serious running" face on or is it his "i'm about to hyperventilate" face? Not sure.

After the trauma from the race, Poptart decided she would get down and try to enjoy the rest of the day. Now this is what she calls fun.

Overall we had a very good experience at Ham Jam.

And I absolutely cannot end without giving a high-five congrats to my Mother who came in 3rd place in her age division for walking in the 5K (that's almost 4 miles!)! I'm so proud of her! She has inspired me to consider entering the 5K next year, walking of course, but walking 5K by myself would be better than carrying a 40-pound child a mile!