Once Upon a Time,

when running a road race, I would see dads and kids on the side of the road, cheering on their moms. I'd think, "Someday, that will be me..."

Sunday, it was:

I guess poor Ty didn't quite get the concept, though. Every time I ran by, he'd cry because he wanted me to stop (So did I, Ty!)

So I finished the first annual Quincy Half Marathon in 2:17:26. Not bad (for not training at all)!