Two years later and the time had finally come for me to redeem myself and be victorious. Yes! Yes! It's all about the kids and raising money for a great school! Yeah great, but I was gonna look fabulous "supporting" the school this year.
I set out my outfit the night before. No baggy jeans! I bought those trendy wedgie inducing workout pants so I would fit in with the crowd. I layered my tops like a pro so that when I got heated from all the perfect running, I could remove layers and not look like a dweeb. The morning of the event I applied deodorant not once but TWICE!
I stretched like a real pro! I mean just look at that!
Okay, so maybe I still need work! So awkward;)
Nathan was also prepared with his Flash socks and super speed. Even though he was only 2 at the time, he remembered the tractor that starts the race (the photographer rides it to get shots as they start to run.) He was super excited about running after the tractor.
I found myself a good spot on the sidelines so I could watch the first lap and then join in with the rest of the parents. Last time, I couldn't find Syd because she was running very fast. This time I looked a little ahead of his group. Well, Mr. Super Speed wasn't there. Then I looked for him near the other preschoolers. Huh? Nope, don't see him. Okay, maybe the group trailing behind?? Where the heck was he? Those Flash socks clearly weren't doing their thing because there he was..... the very last kid. Shoulders drooping and slowly shuffling his feet as he looked back and frowned. WHAT?!? You've got to be kidding me! This kid!
I ran up to him and he said, "Where did the tractor go? I was gonna chase it?" In the words of Nathan, "Oh Poop!" The tractor was only on the track long enough to get the good shots and then it drove back to were it came from. Nathan could not recover from his disappointment and refused to run AT ALL. We were walking sooooo slowly that I could have walked backwards in a dress and 6 inch heels (and I never ever wear 6 inch heels!!) GRANDPARENTS were leaving us in the dust! He kept complaining that his leg was itchy, he had rocks in his shoe, there were weeds on the track, he wanted to be home, and he wished that the track was a rhombus and not an oval. And that was just the first lap! After the second lap, he was impressed with the 2 holes punched in his card and was ready to call it a day. I could not stop laughing at this situation. Finally, I bribed him with a doughnut hole for each lap he completed. It was enough to get him to walk around a little bit more, but not enough to run. In any other situation I would have been proud because running in the worst, but we need to prove ourselves ;)
In an hour, we did 6 laps. I think that I burned enough calories to sniff a doughnut, but that's about it. I'm just going to mark this down as another example of my kids keeping me on my toes. I need to figure out when they have their secret meetings to plot against me so I can finally win and be a prepared parent at least once in my life.
Well, now I'm off to see if I can rent a tractor for a day so Nathan and I can chase it and I can burn enough calories to eat those doughnuts I'm craving now!!
