Sweet Son running. He walked most of it. He had to be dragged (not literally) for part of it.
Sweet Daughter running. I had to make her slow down so I could still see her. She loved every minute of it.
A close up of the medal
We did it! We all 4 earned our medals.
The kids also got light sabers made out of pool noodles. That was a nice touch.
In the end, Sweet Son said he would never run again (that lasted less than a year). Sweet Daughter said she wanted to do more runs, especially if there were medals. I call it a success.
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