Summer isn't all about hang in out on the rocks
or playing at the beach
or even all about berry picking or eating
Or even about summer reading...although if asked to recommend a good book....
It would be "Lyle Lyle Crocodile" all the way.
It's also about community and parades and racing...as fast as you can.
Mamma promised she'd take me racing ...I train non stop.
Jersey pockets are great to fill with parade candy...Which reminds me ...I think my Mom threw it away!
When race morning rolled around I was ready. I had everything I needed. My number, my Georgie, and my jersey. It was a hilly course so I wore the polka dot jersey, I paired it with polka dot pants for good measure.
I thought a dum dum sucker had just the right amount of sugar to fuel me to a good 10K.
I chose "Frog and Toad " by Arthur Lobel to blast from my red Jambox speaker. My Mom also gave me a cow bell to ring to cheer all the racers.
Turns out we make a pretty fast team.... 44:45 for 10 k (so maybe the course was a hair short)
A medal worthy performance still
Muffins and girl power ....Says it all!
Maybe if my Mom didn't run with a 33 puns kid, 23 lbs stroller and 3 lbs of gear she could have finished faster....but this photo says exactly this: In this moment there is no place I would rather be!
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