Yesterday was the annual 3K Spring Run-Off at our elementary school. Lucas had absolutely no desire to participate. (He has mild asthma and really hates running. I can't blame him.)
Eva surprised me by wanting to run. Well, actually, she wanted to walk it. It was only later that she realized no one was walking... They have a 1K route for the kindergartners and first graders.
She was quite pleased to have a special race day t-shirt. Never mind that the smallest size came down to her knees.
The little guy on the bottom right is her "boyfriend." That is what she calls him, but apparently he has a crush on his cousin. Oh well, can't win 'em all.
Being completely inexperienced with the whole race scene, I didn't realize that parents were running alongside their children. As in, holding their hands through the race. But you had to be registered as a runner and have an official t-shirt to do so – if Eva decides to try again next year, I'll know what to do!
Even though 1K really isn't that long, I don't think Eva has ever run that far (surely she never had a reason to before!). She quickly fell behind and got a stitch in her side. I told her to walk it out, but she was not happy that everyone was passing her by. With a good dose of encouragement, she started running again.
While she wasn't dead last, she was definitely one of the stragglers at the end. I praised her for finishing, and fortunately she seemed proud of herself.
Cooling off post-race. (Note the utter lack of appropriate running footwear.)
She told me that she had fun and wants to do it again next year! Also that she wants to submit a design for next year's t-shirt.