Oh, my goodness does he make me smile. He is so full of exuberance and life. He didn't ask to be on the running team. He asked if he could retire after his first race. He tells his coach that he is going to be too busy next year to run.
But he puts in his miles faithfully each week without complaint and without being told he needs to do it. And he is quick to encourage his teammates to keep going and not give up. (Which is really funny because in the beginning right in the middle of practice he would just decide he was done and stop and walk.)
On race day he is all there. Ready to run, ready to enjoy the pre/post race party.
This morning he bounced into my room, where I was still sleeping thank you very much, and in a very Tigger-esque kind of way free styling his favorite geico commercial, "Guess what day it is, Mom? Guess what day it is?"
He was so proud of his time. His coach had given him a 23 minute goal for the USO Airport run. He came across the finish line at 21:59.
He could have come in faster and slower though as far as I am concerned. I love this boy so much just because of who he is and how he lives his life...so fully and wholeheartedly.
He looks more than just a little like his proud father standing behind him doesn't he?