For the very first (and surprisingly not last) time I convinced Taylor and Lane to do a 5k. This was the Run for Remembrance in American Fork. It was a freebie, and you all know how I do love me a freebie. We had to pay for the shirts, and of course the organization welcomed donations of any amount, but if you didn't want a shirt it was totally free. Lots of people were there, lots of families which made it fun. Several members of my ward were there, but they are REAL runners, including the long-mocked in this blog Stephanie and Molly. We had a good time and I hope we can make it an annual event. Jack had a really good run and finished in about 30 minutes. Since I already had one 5k under my belt for this season, it went smoothly, despite a large hill over by the cemetery. I beat my Running with Angels time by about 30 seconds or so.
Because my Grandma Walker tortured all of us grandkids on Memorial day when I was a kid by dragging us all over PG cemetery, I have decided my own kids can benefit from the same torture. We go down with my parents and my dad is pretty good at pointing out all the relatives graves (and in this town, there are MANY) and really submitting my kids to a torture that Grandma Walker would be proud of. To make is extra painful for them this year, we were met by some Henson Walker relatives at the Henson Walker gravemarker whom we did not know, so my dad had to go down through all the lineage to identify where exactly we met in with these strangers (different Henson Walker wives, it turns out). Oh my, the eye rolling that ensued. I think we were only seconds away from a full blown tantrum. It would be fun to see Jack throw himself on the ground, kicking and screaming at his age.
While we were at the cemetery my nerdy . . . no, my smart son Jack found himself a stick in the shape of pi. Totally made up for everything else.
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