Walpole 5k Race Report or Mommy Can't Stop Bragging About her Baby

Today my daughter ran her first 5k. I'm the moron with my hands in the air and she is the cool one with the nice form.

She rocked. Seriously. I'm so proud I can hardly contain myself.

Our Stats:

1. We averaged 9:50 miles and we negatived splitted. SHE IS JUST BARELY EIGHT. Eight- year-olds do not negative split. She is clearly special.
2. She did not walk. I REPEAT. SHE IS EIGHT.
3. We chit-chatted the whole way. When she saw another kid her age, though, she'd hunker down and pass the sucker.
4. We finished in 31:02. (The race was a smidgen long).
5. She placed 19/40 in her AG. Her age group was ages 1-14. Only ONE child her age beat her. The rest were all 13/14 year-olds.

After she finished we got some water and then watched other runners come in--men, women, teenaged boys and girls, kids.
She said, "Wow, did we go faster than all those people?"
And I said, "Yes, sweetheart. We did."
And she said, "I think I can go faster next time. I wasn't breathing that hard."
And I said, "Yep. You're going to run faster all right. But today was a pretty incredible first try."

Okay. I'm obnoxious. I know.
It's just that she is my little peanut.

And she is a runner.