My daughter's a runner! (at least this year)
Berkley has chosen to join the cross country team at Zion. It's a K-8th grade team. The K-4th graders only practice on Mondays and race in a couple of meets throughout the fall. Practices have been HOT and tiring. Some days she's not so sure she's ready to get sweaty and sore as a 7-year-old, but she's still giving it a try.
This morning was her first race - a 1st-2nd grade race. Now honestly, Berkley's not the most competitive of the Reitzes, so when the going gets tough, sometimes she gets "uninspired." I was just hoping that she'd have fun and finish with a smile and try not to walk.
I think we were all a little nervous before the race.
Even Grandma and Grandpa were here to cheer her on (which is probably the only reason she wanted to run the race.)
The lone runner from Zion at the starting line. (This was an optional meet for us since the coach was out of town.)
The gun goes off and woosh! there goes Berkley! And woosh! There go mommy's tears!
I probably should have, but I didn't anticipate how emotional it would be for me to watch her run! She took off ahead of the pack with a smile on her face. We were all sure she had started too fast, but she kept it going. (That made me cry even harder.)
I realize this shouldn't be about me, but the emotions that gripped me were STRONG. I was just overwhelmed and filled with pride and so many other things just in seeing my daughter do what I love to do!
The little girl in the dark shirt ended up passing Berkley, but she kept going and finished a strong second! My heart was about to burst. I tell ya. She surprised us all!
Grandpa's cheering her on as she gets to the finish line.
Phew. Now that was fun!
Way to go, bug! x0x0
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