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The Fast Mama

So the Mama of the family decided her first race of the season would be the BYU Splash & Dash. It's a nice little race that's held every year and she's done it many times before. She of course was saying all kinds of things about how she wasn't really ready for it, how she is slow at everything these days, and it's been a year and a half since she's raced. Well, true to form she not only won the Standard distance for the women, she also beat the fastest guy! It's just proof that the Mama of this family has been getting herself to the pool early early and has been running daily while pushing 1-2 children in a chariot also laden with an extra 20+ lbs of toys and diapers.
Meanwhile, the Papa of the family missed the Buffalo Run 25K trail run, which he will humbly admit he was totally ready to rip up but had to miss due to flu. Not that he's jealous of the Mama or anything.
A huge thanks to the amazing former roommate/Cherry Chub Emily for watching the kiddos before, during, and well after the race.

Comments

Jamie Pearson said…
YEAH!!!!!!!!!! CONGRATS!!!!!!!! Sorry I wasn't there to cheer you on. And you are always in shape... duh =) love ya guys
Emily Nice said…
Sarah you are sooo awesome! It was fun hanging out with you and the kids (and Carl, even though he was sick). I did get a little sunburned so hopefully Max and Noah were ok. Granted they are tan compared to me :)
Josh said…
I don't think I've done the bounce of joy since I returned home from my mission, but upon seeing your comment and learning about your blog, My joy was such that I decided it was time to revive that old outward expression of my internal joy. Unfortunately, as soon as I began, I realized that I must stop and put the bounce away again, because now when I bounce, my belly does too.
Smart Helm said…
Emily called to tell me how awesome u are.

Way impressed!!! U are totally awesome.

Isn't it so fun to have the opportunity to do something u totally enjoy doing?

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