We have done a lot of the local races a lot of times. Like some for 10 years or more. Now I'm not good about setting a streak or anything like that (those are hard for women to do anyway--if you're having a baby, it's rather hard to not miss a year of a race no matter how short it is). But each year as the race rolls around, I look back and remember what I was doing at that same time "x" years ago. The race begins to hold memories for me and reminds me of those happy times. Running is woven into our relationship and into our memories as a family:
-The Rocket City Marathon where Rick ran with me for the first 1/2 (and it was my first marathon)
-The Country Music marathon where Rick said he loved me for the first time
-The spot in the McKay Hollow 50K where Rick proposed to me during a training run (pass by it every year near the 29 mile mark and it picks me up!)
-The Scholarship Fund Run where I ran/waddled at 5 months pregnant
-The Twilight Run where I ran for the first time since having Nate 2 1/2 weeks before (no one told me that running that early jostles everything around!)
-The 1st Cotton Row where all 4 family members ran (2010!)
Looking forward to the Twilight Run this weekend...