Sunday, July 3, 2011


Yesterday, I ran in my first dirty race. It was so muddy at Wheeler Farm, I was feeling quite lonely as other ladies arrived with husband, boyfriends, and/or parents to watch the race. I was on my own doing something I had never done before. It turned out to be really fun, dirty, but fun. I snapped a few pictures on my phone outside of my car, but needed to leave the phone in the car to go run my wave. There were 12 waves of about 150 girls. Mine was the last wave and I was terrified that I would come in very last. I didn't--yeah! It was 4 miles through an obstacle course. I ran around some of the course instead of army crawling. The first muddy part was tire running through dirty water--I felt sad for my shoes, but got over it when I realized how much fun I was having. Next year, I'll go faster, get dirtier and bring someone to help me take pictures and clean me up afterward.
This morning, I have only Kamryn. Emerson stayed up in Bear Lake five extra days with Grandma and Grandpa. Kamryn was supposed to go to her dad's last night, but he canceled again. She and I woke and started dancing in the living room to the radio. "God Bless the Broken Road that Led me Straight To You" came on as we twirled, lept and held each other. I truly am so grateful to Heavenly Father and my broken road that led me to my 2 little girls.

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