this weekend was matthew's last race he had to do to with the runner's series to officially qualify for the st. george marathon this fall. he had to run the 5k, but there was also a 1k race for kids. matthew and gracie had it all planned out- this would be her first race. they did a little bit of training, but we weren't sure what to expect. matthew even took her to target to pick out a new race outfit (he's really starting to understand the whole girl thing). we packed up and headed down to st. george for the weekend. they strategized about the race of the way down, mostly about how fun it would be to win, but that it was okay if they didn't, as long as they tried their hardest. i was initially against talking about there being a winner- i didn't want her to feel bad when she didn't win. but as he talked about it i realized what a great lesson she was learning; he told her her that she needed to try and run as much as she could, but when she got tired or if she needed some help, he'd be right there to carry her. and even if someone else won (which we knew would happen) we would be so proud of her! there are certain things i feel that i need to protect our girls from...sometimes it's hard to not protect them from any sort of disappointment or trial, but i also know that it's important to prepare them for some of those frustrating things in life- like wanting to win, but coming in second, or third...or last. and while she is still so young, i think it's good for her to start learning that she can try her hardest and we'll be proud of her. as we were going to bed she told matthew and i, "i have butterflies in my tummy! well actually, i just want to catch butterflies and paint them." we're still laughing about it. we forgot my bag with my race clothes, shoes and my bathing suit, i'm so grateful for target and their late hours, and that i threw my converse in last minute. (on a side note, the pants i bought are nearly identical to my lululemon pants and a fraction of the cost...i was so impressed!)
we had to be up and at the start line by 7am. it was still pretty chilly and we had tired girls. maddie and i originally planned to send them off and then wait by the finish line, but at the last minute we decided we'd head out with them. the race started and i anticipated we'd be carrying her most of the way. after a minute or so she started warming up. she trudged along and made it the whole way, finishing in about 7:30 minutes. there are a million things we love about gracie, but one of my most favorite things is her ability to throw herself into something. if she decides she wants to do something, she is going to do it. there are moments i feel like she is matthew miniaturized. i am thrilled she is watching the example he is setting for her, and i'm grateful she'll have someone who can understand her competitive drive. maddie was a little character all morning. she initially only wanted to stay wrapped up in her blanket eating goldfish crackers. and then she wanted to take part in the running...and she never stopped. we don't know where it came from, she can run forever. matthew is ever hopeful he can have two little runners.
after gracie got her medal, it was matthew's turn. it was a smaller race and he felt pretty confident. we anxiously awaited him to turn the corner at the finish line, the girls waved their signs in the air. he came in earlier than they were expecting and they were scrambling to get the tape out for him to run through- i thought he was going to die of embarrassment. we stuck around for him to receive his medal, and true to form, he took gracie up and let her get it. it was never a moment for just him, only a joint celebration of their races. and if you ask him about this weekend, all you'll hear is how great it was watching gracie run.
//she is perfecting all her different faces right now...she has happy, sad, excited, scared and a slew of others. i think this one is called unimpressed//