Today I ran the SLC Race for the Cure. This was my second time for this race and it was great fun once again! I love the millions of people there and the rush you get when you begin a race. Britt ran it with me and it was fun to get to spend some time with her (minus our children). We don't get that anymore.
I brought my camera and did not take one single picture. How lame is that? I looked like I just rolled out of bed anyway...seeing as how that's pretty much what happened!
I have decided I don't particularly love running. It's the sense of accomplishment I feel when I'm done that I love. It's the rush of adrenaline you get when start a race. I would like to be become a better runner, but it's such a mental thing for me. I need to learn how to hit that wall and not slow down, but break through it.
The best part about this race...you can run either in celebration of someone or memory of someone. I always run in celebration of my "Nance". I'm so thankful that she beat breast cancer and is here today. Heavenly Father must have known how much I needed her and it wasn't her time to go home yet. Thanks for being so tough, Nancy. We sure love you here at the Smith house!
When I came home I got the cutest surprise ever. The mister had both of the boys dressed up in cute shirts that said, "My Mom Rocks". Sweet, huh? Gavin kept telling me all day, "You rock, Mom!" It was great. I am so thankful for the love and support from all my boys!
Me and my Nance!