This weekend was a whirlwind. So much activity but all good.
Saturday morning saw us all at ParkRun. I was really impressed that my teen actually got out of bed at 0730 on a cold Saturday morning. No threats involved.
Russell and I are running with them until they are comfortable to run the route alone (probably from next week).
Rachel ran a 40min, Faith a 38min and Levi a 32min (with his broken toe!)
We came home, mellowed a little bit and then headed to town to fetch our race number for the Jive Slave race on Sunday.
It was pretty cool to be in town on a Saturday afternoon, we met up with my D&S at Truth Coffee Shop (hipster hangout deluxe) and tried to have a civilized cuppa. This didn't really work out for 2 reasons
1. My kids were highly annoying. Seriously, they acted like they were all 5years old. The oldest being the main instigator of chaos. I had MASSIVE sense of humour failure.
|There were moments of amusement. Very few but this was one.|
2. The coffee was bad. Okay, not bad but highly average. The price was bad. R25 for an average cup of coffee really hacks me off however I settled on the fact that I was paying for their very above average decor. Word of advice - go grab a takeaway coffee from Cafe on Greenmarket and then go take awesome instagrams of Truth interiors. ;-)
Sunday morning we were up at 6am and off to the Slave Run. It was such a fabulous experience. So well organized, very well attended and such a great community spirit. Rach ran a fabulous 37min 5k, improving her time by 3minutes.
|We got a spot right on the start line. Lovely crowd.|
|Some serious hills greeted us but they powered on.|
|They loved the dramatic 'tunnel finish' with crowds really cheering them on.|
After the race, Rachel said the words every runner-mom wants to hear:
'I get it Mom, this running thing. I get it and I can't wait to run again.'
(I think I heard angels singing)
|The medals….cos that is what gets them out there! ;-)|
All in all a weekend well lived.