Yesterday the kids had their first race and I couldn't be more proud of my little ones. It was called the Wee Ones & Big Strides and was a local 1K and 3K in support of a cooperative nursery school in the area.
We put on our helmets and hopped on our bikes to made our way across the neighbourhood to the park where the race was being held.
|I pulled out my phone and snapped this while biking. Dangerous!|
There was a special spot for bike parking, which was kind of funny because ours were the only bikes there. It didn't take long to pick up our registration packages that included a race t-shirt, bib, and stickers. After some negotiation we pinned the bibs on and made the kids have snacks before the race.There was a little warm up that we watched but didn't do, and then it was time for the big race!
|The warm-up as seen from the back.|
We lined up on a path with a lot of other families and got ready for the 1K. J was with Little J and I was with Little K. The boys took off leaving me and Little K behind. Both kids were wearing red, which was great because most of the kids were wearing the white race shirts, so it was easy to spot Little J.
|Can you see my little red man? He's right in the middle.|
Then Little K fell and I had to carry her for a while. We caught up to the boys at the first water station (seriously, a water station at a 1K race) but again they took off. Little K was happy to toddle along the grass beside the path while we fell farther and farther behind.
|Sad girl is sad and won't walk.|
I could look ahead and see my little red man bobbing along with his dad, actually running for a lot of the race. Little K and I kept going, slowly along the route, checking out the dandelions and the puddles. It was excruciatingly slow but she was walking on her own.
|Happy girl is happy and will toddle.|
Once we were in the home stretch I asked her if she saw her dad who was up ahead with Little J and J's parents, Little K started running. It didn't last long and I had to steer her away from them towards the finish line. Everyone was gathered around, cheering her on, offering up their hands to high-5, but Little K just kept toddling along, finally crossing the line. It was a very proud moment for me.
|They wouldn't smile.|
The kids were given their gingerbread cookie #1 medals and reluctantly stood for a picture.
|Super cute but totally inedible, hard-as-rock, gingerbread cookie medals.|
The race was only the beginning, there was a fun zone set up with a bouncy house and lots of toys from Just Play Toy Rental, a real police car and firetruck, face painting and other activities. The kids did the bouncy house first and then spent the rest of the time playing with the toys.
The weather was beautiful and I was able to walk around and check out the booths set up and talk to some people I knew. It was a great morning and I'm so proud of my kids for finishing their first race. What I hope will be the first of many.
|Playing with neighbour A in the kids fun zone.|
When we asked them what their favourite part was they both say "the race!" Little J wants to do another race and took his bib to preschool for show-and-tell. I can't wait for next year.