Proud of my mom

A year ago yesterday

My mom toed the line for the first time

Had entered her first 5k

With a hope to just finish the race

But she managed to keep a steady pace

And crossed that beautiful line

Feeling tired, but overall fine

And hungry at the same time to do it again

And that was when running soon became her friend.

She has been racing now for exactly a year

Running with regularity

Making her marathon daughter proud

To see her transform from "sometimes I run"

To, "Yes, I am a runner too."

So yesterday was her runniversary

And my mom entered that race again

Much more prepared

With many more miles under her belt

She not only met her goal, but wildly surpassed it.

When word came on the phone

I was the proudest daughter

Of my mother-turned-runner

Who fell in love with something new.

Both of my parents PRed in the 5k yesterday! My dad ran a 31:31 (just a week after a triathlon), and my mom...29:32! Sub 30! So excited for both of them. They are really figuring out their stride and coming into this sport quite nicely. This is them with one of my mom's running partners. Happy Mother's Day, Mom! I am so proud of you and I love you so much!