so, last Saturday Steve and I ran the Hartford half marathon together! Woo hoo!
Grandma and Grandpa Veater came just in time to watch the jelly bean during the race too. what a dream.
I'm actually pretty proud of myself, I kept up with Steve the whole time, for one. also, I'm not really a "runner" as anyone who knows me could tell you. I'd say i enjoy the feeling of accomplishment after i run but...the whole running part? not so much. but i trained and pushed through and i'm just going to give myself a real good pat on the back.
remember this? i'd been wanting to run one for a while but the last time i signed up for a race i got pregnant and, you know, after about the third time running to the bathroom to throw up in the gym i decided running a race while pregnant just wasn't in the cards for me!
enter: new goal. running a half in between every baby! It'll be fun. right?