Tuesday, April 3, 2012

The Race

Big Brother's goal was to smoke me.
He was so smokin' fast that I only saw the back of him during the race.

My goal was to finish well... that is, without slowing down to rest or walk.
Mission accomplished.

When the 5K was over Little Brother and I ran the one-mile Fun Run together.
I'm not sure who was dragging whom, but neither of us collapsed.