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Our Weekend on the Run

We had a very busy weekend this weekend! It was full of fun and lots and lots of activities.
Saturday morning, the boys had their Kids on the Run Race. They were both excited and K was running practice laps in his bedroom before bed Friday night. The races started at 8:30 AM and since I do not know my Maryland geography yet and thought the race was a lot closer than it was, we had to get everyone up early. The boys slept in their race clothes and ate breakfast in the car. The races were held in a park, which was beautiful. And, luckily, the weather was perfect too. My husband got the boy's race packets with their numbers and t-shirts and I walked K down to the start. Originally, I was going to "run" with K, but I am completely off of running until I go to the Dr, so my husband "ran" with him. K was in the 100 m Toddler Trot. The kids were all crowded together and once the man with the megaphone said "Go!", all the kids were off. There were so many kids on the trail and parents standing around, that my husband ended up getting left at the start. I stood near the finish with my other two boys to watch K finish. K came speeding past us, he was running so well and so hard, and had a smile on his face! Of course, the sap mom that I am, I began to cry! K crossed the finish line and got his ribbon. He was just glowing with pride and had the biggest smile on his face. He came in 4th out of all the kids in his race. But, do not tell him that . . . He is convinced he won!
There was one other race before J's 1K race. I was nervous for him. I never know what to expect from J. He sometimes can push through anything and give 110% effort and other times, he gives up without even trying. But, he was excited and ready. There were a bunch of bigger kids in his race (the age limit was 5-18 yrs). J ran well. He paced himself well and finished strong. Once he finished, he got his medal. He has proclaimed that he wants to do more races . . .next year he wants to do the 2K. After J's races, we grabbed some food and let the boys play at the park for a while. The boys fed the fish in one of the ponds, played on the moon bounce and in one of the play areas.
The whole experience was great and the Montgomery County Road Runner's Club did and excellent job putting the race on. Each kid to finish his race received a medal or ribbon (depending on what race they were in). And the medal was much nicer than most of the ones that I have gotten in my races! There was tons of food for the kids and there was even a moon bounce. Plus, the registration fee was only $10 (with a t-shirt). Even though the race was 45 min away, I would gladly drive the boys up there again!


From the race, we headed to Belair Mansion for a "reenactment". The newspaper said that there would be several brigades there, but it ended up only being one man. The boys learned about Maryland Revoluntionary War History, how to march, and what Revolutionary soldier's ate. Can you say "a nice and easy homeschooling lesson"?
From there, we headed home. The boys, especially A and K, were in dire need of a nap. And, boy, did they nap. Once they woke up, we got them dressed to go to the Sisters Servants of the Lord and the Virgin Matara for family fun day. The sisters had games for the kids and then mass outside, followed by dinner. It was a wonderful evening. The sisters are an amazing order. Joy and love just pour forth from them. It was such a blessing to be there with the sisters and so many of our favorite families too!
Sunday, was much less busy. We were able to sleep in since we went to the vigil mass at the Sisters'. In the afternoon, we headed to Belair Stables for a tour and pony rides for the kids. Even little A rode a horse!
Oh, boy . . . we had a fun-filled, full weekend. I am tired again just from recounting all of it!

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  1. PHEW...I'm tired just reading this. But it sounds like so much fun!

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  2. OK, we HAVE to meet up when you come to the Cape for vacation. We love running around doing fun things like these with the kids. I don't like letting people know exactly where we live, since we use everybody's names on the blog, but email me when you know your plans, and we'll figure something out.

    Do you follow my friend, Bethany's blog, Our Love on the Run? You have to see the picture of a barefoot runner in the Providence Marathon - you might change your mind about it ;) Here's the link: http://ourloveontherun.blogspot.com/2010/05/providence-half-marathon.html

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  3. Hi Katie! I was just over on Colleen's blog and i saw your comment on how you are running the MCM marathon!!!! that is one of my FAVORITE marathons!!! the Marines do an AMAZING job putting ont he event and the course is GORGEOUS!!! the crowd is wonderul! the weather is perfect! it is an all around GREAT race!!! i ran it in 2007 and 2008 and i would go back in a second!! i'm so happy and excited for you! you will do great! best of luck to you and ocngrats!!! :-)

    Oh my goodness!!!! just as i'm about to click send, i see that colleen just commented and told you about my blog! LOL too funny. well here i am! :-)

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  4. yeah that's busy weekend there. made me tired and our weekends are usually nuts too.

    any running for you? how is the injury? did you get my email about that dude who is working on my hip issues? it seems to be helping. went to him for a 2nd time today. of course now i am paying money for it.

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