Thick and Thin... Cowtown 5k

I seriously heart this lady. For the past 5 weeks I've been counting down the days until her arrival here in Texas. When plans were set in place for Beth and Lily's visit, I knew we had to do a race together. We had attempted to do one over Thanksgiving while we were in Colorado, but the stomach bug hit and hit hard... enough said.

We missed having Bob.

So I got on line and found the Fort Worth Cowtown Race Series. Within a few minutes, Sebron, Beth and myself were all signed up for the 5k.

The morning started off bright and early: 5 AM wake up call. This came after a full night of both kiddos having a difficult time sleeping and were up crying/talking several times, the dog barking for another 45 minutes at nothing, and me being up most the night with a cold and just majorly uncomfortable with this big belly.

Anyway, we were all in the car and on our way at 6am and I'm so thankful because it was an hour and 40 minute drive and turned out, we needed every single second of spare time we could get! We get to the race area 45 minutes till the start of the 5k. No problem. Plenty of time to get parked and pick up our race packets. Well, the main road that led to the race was totally blocked off and the marathoners and ultra runners were running across the road. Traffic was stopped completely and we were sure that the endless stream of runners would shortly pass..... wrong. Fifteen minutes later we decide to let Sebron out to get our packets and Beth and I start making plan B.

Bumps.

We are 30 minutes out from the start and still sitting waiting for the runners to pass. We decide it's not happening and after doing a u-turn, Bethany is able to look up a map on her phone and find us a round about way to get to the start. God is so good and after nearly panicking, and nearly losing the the children to tears, we found a parking spot. Fifteen minutes before the race started we parked, grabbed the kids, threw on jackets, gloves, hats and blankets, threw them in the jogger, grabbed our stuff and headed to find the starting line and Sebron.

The starting line was easy, Sebron was like finding a needle in a hay stack. We must have been a sight as we ran here and there, pushing both kids in the double jogger. We had to scale a fence to use the port-a-potties. Wish there was a picture of that experience... Two very pregnant woman, just shy of 36 and 25 weeks along, climbing the fence to pee.

The kiddos with their race numbers! 

We met up with Sebron, pinned on our race bibs, put our chips on our shoes and even had time to put the kiddo's race numbers on! We made it to the line as everyone was starting. Talk about being exhausted and the race was just starting!

Side note here: both kiddos were beyond excited about their race numbers. Jancsi had started noticing that in races, people wore numbers. He wanted one at the last race we did and couldn't understand why Mom and Dad got one but not him. So, I told him that the next race we did, we'd have a number for him. We made them this past week and he has asked each day to wear his "race number." They were so proud and commented on each others numbers the whole race. Love them.

Race Bibs

We had them both in the double jogger and with two pregnant Mamas, we decided our best system was to both take a side of the jogger and both push at the same time. It worked great and we had several people ask to take our picture... what a sight we must have been.

It was lots of fun and despite having to weave back and forth through the sea of walkers at the back of the pack, we had a fabulous time! We were both in agreement however that 3.1 miles was plenty and we were more then happy when the finish line came into view.

I love running with these ladies and am amazed to think that just last year at this time we were finishing up our training for our marathon! What a difference a year makes! We have literally ran together through thick and thin!

Baby Girls- Feb 3013 (Thick) 

Tobacco Road Marathon 2012 (Thin)