On Thanksgiving morning in the cold, freezing rain, Al, my little sister, her boyfriend Keith, her best friend Brooke, and my Dad all ran in the Turkey Trot 5K. My mom, Carson, Eli, and I all cheered them on wearing our thick coats, hats, gloves, and scarves. While the enthusiastic people were running, the boys were able to sit in one of the local police men's patrol cars and pretend like they were driving it! You should have seen their smiles.
As for the actual event.....the race started bright and early and everyone did great! Al came in 3rd in his age group and won a trophy and a well deserved turkey dinner. I can't tell you how proud we were of my dad who finished under 30 minutes after having heart surgery and a stint placed this past June. Keith shaved over 5 minutes off his last 5K time and Lori and Brooke crossed the finish line smiling and laughing like always. Carson and Eli ran across the finish line with Daddy at the end and were both beaming with pride for "running" the race. It was a great morning and the perfect start to our Thanksgiving day celebration. We truly have so much to be thankful for this year.
Waiting for the race to start
The gun goes off!
Daddy at the finish line!!