Daughter got to go to Bubba's school for his Valentine's Party. And love was in the air because son acted like he adored his little sister. It was all for show but I was glad they along in front of crowded room of kids and parents.
Mommy got a silicone heart cake pan at Target for $1 and made the kids a Valentine's cake with sprinkles! Gross but cute for them!
And here is me when I got home from my run this morning. Karen and I were the two member Team Roach. Funniest story: Karen still has my address on her driver's license. So I took her driver's license t0 pick up our Running chips and bibs on Friday. The man said, "I am sorry you can only pick up yours." I said, "even if I have her ID?" He looked at it a long time and then looked at me and said, "Oh, so you are picking up your partner's?" I did not think anything about it because Karen had registered TEAM ROACH and I did not know and I registered individual. So I thought he was talking about my team partner. But then it hit me, he was thinking we lived together. NICE.
I got two shots on Friday and was told probably I should not run. But I did! My sweet husband even got up at 5:30 this morning to give me a hug and tell me how proud of me he was. I ran the whole time this time without walking an inch. It was raining but not cold. It was a pretty level coarse and I felt okay until mile 3. Karen would run up to me and say are you OK? I would just nod. I was in a zone and I took in my IPOD illegally, so I was jamming. I knew I was wheezing a little bit but Karen could hear it from behind me. The last 1/4 of a mile my hands were tingling and I knew I needed to finish. And as all good races it ended uphill. With all that being said, rain, shots, sick, hills and wheezing I finished 2 minutes under my last race time. I was disappointed because I can do it 4 minutes under that but I was proud of myself for not walking.
Sweet part of the race, I have written and said, it is my race no one can do it for me. And I have really felt like I have been running this race since July. I have lost 32 pounds and have taken full credit for it when I should not have. Today I learned a lesson. On mile three it was not just me running that race, it was me and God. I prayed he would carry me across that finish line and help me finish. As soon as I started praying my IPOD skipped the next song and went to Bring the Rain by Mercy Me. He carried me.