I just registered for the Kentucky Derby Mini Marathon. I think I may have signed up for it last year, but Ethan came way before we were expecting him, so I didn't get to actually run it.
Dad ran this one every year, and it was a big deal for him. I remember being a spectator for a number of years and a partial-participant when I was in 7th grade. Most often, he ran it with his buddy Danny, who is longer legged and faster than Dad was. I remember hearing repeatedly about the year that Danny's shorts were not adequately rinsed from the laundry, and as he worked up a sweat, his pants began to drip foam. I remember Mom rolling her eyes as we would have to go and get the car because Dad ran home from dropping the car off at the mechanic, or some other place while he was in training for the race. I think Brian and/or Andrew may still even sleep in old MiniMarathon t-shirts.
This year I finally get to make it MY race!
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