Happy Thanksgiving! This year our whole family ran the annual Turkey Trot at Greg's work, and when I say "ran", I mean that Greg ran the 4-mile course, Ella ran the 2-mile course, and I cajoled, pushed, and dragged a reluctant Natalie (that's a nice way of putting it) for 2 miles. Despite the fact that she out-ran her sister in a lap around our block a few days before, on the morning of the big race she was complaining of sore feet before we'd even left the rec center parking lot. My conversation with her at that point went something like this:
Natalie: My feet hurt!
Me: No they don't. Keep running!
It was a proud moment. Here we are before the race: