One day a fan the next day the runner.
Perhaps one of these days I will cross the finish line of 26.2 miles, but for now just Crockett.
Bomb peanut butter from local students.
Penny with chocolate all over her face, as usual.
Uncle Andrew loving the kids.
I think Penny thought the medal was made of chocolate? Yummmy.
Penny got exhausted watching her dad run. Chugging and chugging.
I ran too...NOT, I am thinking 5k first ha.
I got to start somewhere, right?!
Afterwards we hit up OPH our favorite breakfast place and Cordon's first time.
The bacon is amazing, it's the REAL kind.
The chocolate chip banana pancakes are dangerously good.
The eggs benedict is my new discovery.
I must say the marathon was inspring seeing all ages and all sizes run. I mean ALL ages, I saw 70 year old runners cross the finish line. It made me realize that anyone can do it that puts their mind to it...
endurance, endurance, endurance.
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