Day #3 RACE DAY! The night before, Tristan taped his and Tyrel's legs up to avoid shin splints. We got up and I tried to get some food in my belly, although I felt rather like throwing up than eating. Dad King dropped us off at the buses and we rode up the canyon, then we got in a 20 min. line for the porta-potties. The wind was blowing quite a bit and it was pretty chilly, especially when we had to take our jackets and pants off and put or "belongings bags" in the trucks. I hung out with Ray, Tristan, and Tyrel, which was really cool when they all went of to go to the bathroom on the rocks, I just stood in the wind and waited (having to go to the bathroom but knowing there wasn't enough time to wait in line again!) Finally the time came to line up. It was exciting and a little nerve-racking! After the race started, Tyrel was an animal, passing people left and right. After I while, I couldn't keep up with him anymore and I lost sight of him. I was surprised as I ran at how good it felt and how the miles kept adding up! (Training sure paid off!) At mile 9 I was starting to get tired and I knew I needed a "pick-me-up". So I put the rest of my shot blocks in my mouth and set out to catch my hubby. I had a burst of energy and was able to significantly pick up the pace. Finally I could see him and ran hard to catch him. I jumped on him with my arms to surprise him. Yep, he was excatly the "pick-me-up" I needed and I felt strong to the finish. We decided we would pick up the boys and carry them across the finish line. I don't know what we were thinking! They were SO heavy! But it was worth it to hear Silas talk about it for the rest of the day, that he ran across the finish line in our race! It was so great to cross the finish line with my whole little family! And it was awesome to have so many family there to watch us, cheer us on, and care for our boys while we ran. It was also inspirational to run for Blaze, our little nephew.
We did it!







