I tried to help him prepare like I would for a race. Wake up early. eat breakfast. get dressed....he was not interested in any of that. He rolled out of bed, threw some clothes on(not the ones I had laid out) and took one bite of a banana. It tried to explain to him about fueling your body...blah blah blah...he wasn't interested. He just wanted to run.
Skipping breakfast certainly didn't seem to slow him down.
But when he was finished...the child ate like it was nobody's business!!!
|eating straight out of the box! LOL!!|
On top of that he drank about a gallon of water and Gatorade! The doughnut lady actually cut him off....so he found someone to go get him more.
|mouth full of doughnuts|
When he heard the announcement for the 1 mile fun run, he asked if he could run that too. I told him it probably wasn't a good idea since he had just ingested about 20lbs of food, but he insisted on running it. I told him if he felt like throwing up to stop, throw up, then keep on running. He said no problem but wanted to know if he could put some extra doughnuts in his pockets for the run! I of course told him NO! but as you can see from this next picture he is still eating at the starting line of the 1mile.
|1 mile starting line|
He finished 4th in the 0-14 age group and was the youngest in his age group!
|gosh I love this kid!|
He has definitely caught the race bug and is already filling up his own race calendar!
Saturday was a proud momma moment. It's in those moments that I realize God's love for us. And how much more does he love us with His perfect love....
Have you had a proud momma (or daddy) moment lately?
Grace and peace,