Turkey Trot

I consider myself a runner. I run. I run several times a week. But I have never run in an organized race. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I make excuses like, "I have 3 kids and don't have any time to train for one. I mean, I do want to cross the finish line with a good time". Or maybe there is a fear of seeing all of these hard core runners...you know the type...they can tell you how many miles they have run in a week, month, and year and their average mile is around 5 1/2 minutes or something like that. Then that fear would become a reality as I would watch each of them pass me making each stride look ever so easy and graceful. However, I decided to put aside all my fears this year and Taylor and I signed up for the annual Thanksgiving Day Turkey Race in downtown Cincinnati. It is a 10K...or for those of you out there who don't know how long that is, it's 6.2 miles. Not a long run for runners, but I don't normally run 6.2 miles everyday...I don't know many women with kids who have the time for that anyway. But I manage around 4-4.5 miles which is pretty good for a girl with 3 kids. I know I keep saying I have 3 kids...sorry.

(The night before, Taylor and I wanted to see what would happen if we let the boys put themselves to bed on their own. When we got up the morning of the race, we found them all in Conner's bed. It was so cute that I had to take a picture. I had to add that as part of this monumental day.)

We dropped the kids off at my sister's and headed downtown for the "big" race. It was actually fairly warm...upper 40's and sunny. It truly was perfect weather for running. We had to tie these sensors to our sneakers to get our time when we crossed the finish line...I think mine was messed up, ummm, because I could have sworn I crossed the finish line way before an hour, but when we checked on-line, my time was just over an hour. Oh well. I finished the race and I loved every second of it. And surprisingly, there were lots of people like me...moms who don't have tons of time to be a serious runner, but just want to stay fit and healthy. And there were the hard core runners, too. The winner of the race finished in just over 30 minutes. Pretty good. Hmmm...I wonder if he has 3 kids. ;-)

Here we are after the race, feeling awesome.I was also loving the fact that my hubby, who could have finished the race at least 15-20 minutes before I did, decided to run with his wife. He's so sweet, huh?