T-ball is officially underway for Addie. Her team is called Gumballs. She is having lots of fun playing t-ball with "her girls." That's how she refers to her t-ball friends, either the girls or her girls.
Playing outfield is not so much fun for the girls. They get easily distracted and start to play in the dirt, dance, strike poses, whatever to keep themselves occupied! Bud is the head coach and God Bless him, he has been amazing with these girls. He is the father of Hayden, one of "the girls."
I think batting is the major highlight of the game for the girls, or maybe the snack or just being together with each other. I'm so impressed with all of the coaches and the head coaches' assistant. Thank you so much for dedicating your "extra" time to the gumballs. Addie really is enjoying it.
This is the first for some of the girls brothers, having to sit on the sidelines and watch! I overheard the conversation they were having, too funny. They were trying to figure out a way to join in on the game. Go figure.
I did it, I ran my first 10K! I don't really know how to explain the feeling. I wasn't in it to see how quickly I could finish it or to be the first to finish. I simply just wanted to run the entire time and finish. That's exactly what I did and it felt amazing! Thank you so much Kate for your support, I couldn't have done it without you. You are an amazing person.
So, my main goal at the beginning of the race was to keep up with Kate and her running partner. I thought this was going to be a piece of cake considering that I had been "training" with them and had been keeping up with them. Little did I know that they run much faster in the race! Holy cow, I don't know how they do it. I guess the experience of running more races. I kept up with them for a short distance before I felt like I was going to die, seriously. They finished the race in 54 minutes! Congrats to the two of you. Maybe some day I can pull that off. Maybe. So, I ran the race all on my own. The above pic is the first time around. I had to go around twice. This was a really emotional moment. My family was there cheering me on and all I wanted to do was cry and stop running. It really is much harder to run in a race than training for a race. The course was a lot different and more challenging.
As you can you see, I kept going and was feeling very proud by the end. I did it. I can't explain it. It was very hard and took a lot of self determination and will power. It's a great way to connect with yourself. Even better than that, the support of your family and friends at the end and your son telling you that he's running the next one with you. Awesome.
