Last year, we spent the holiday weekend in Virginia with my family. My uncle was running in the local 5K Turkey Trot early that Thanksgiving morning, and we walked down to cheer him and the other runners on. I had a new baby and was in no shape to even attempt such a feat. I remember feeling sad because, at one point in time in the not-too-distant past, 3.2 miles was a daily workout. My grandma sweetly put her arm around me and said, "Don't worry. You can do it next year."
Well, Thanksgiving morning 2009 came, and run a 5K race I did. I joined my friends Carol and Bruce, with about 500 other runners, at a beautiful state park on the North Shore for this year's Turkey Trot. The weather was great, energy levels were high, and I had a great time. I even beat my previous time, with this one being a much harder course. Maybe next year we'll make it a family affair.
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