Walking "with" my Dad

I walked my first 1/2 Marathon today. My dad came up to Utah so we could do it together. When you're dad walks fast, and you walk slow, walking becomes a solo project. But I loved it. I had to much fun planning and getting ready, and it was nice to have someone to text along the route that knew what I was going through. I have a lot of other happy thoughts about this experience, but I am going to keep them to myself, which I never do. Anyway, it was great, and I loved spending this time with my dad. We have a date to do the Utah Valley Marathon in June 2011 (the half for me, of course.)

The other man that made today great was Tim. Out of nowhere he mentioned that he was bringing the girls to the finish line. I never expected that. He got the right stroller and all the car seats in the car, remembered the bag I packed and asked him to bring, and was even early! He was so good to me after I crossed the finish line. He didn't make me lift a finger. He even took Quinn to a port-a-potty. We had a very mellow time relaxing and waiting for my dad to roll in. It was really nice and really peaceful, and although I walked for me, it meant a lot to share it with my little clan. I loved it.

No blisters and no flip flops. I am moving up in the world!!

First 1/2 Marathon -- 3 hours and 34 minutes (almost NO running at all)