This past weekend the boys and I got to race together in the TriFest for MS. It was the last race of the season for them and the first where I race the same distance and tried to catch them. As we have had all season, our biggest support and cheerleader, Jonathan was there cheering and this time I remembered to pack the camera. This means we have snaps of all of us throughout the race.
Before the race with boys and e's soccer pal. It was his first tri. Super proud of him and guess what...he may have caught the bug. He's already looking forward to next season.
Praying before the kids race began.
Elliott killed the swim in his shark cap.
C making a turn, only a 50 remaining. Way to go buddy!
After loosing my goggles on the first 25, I was thrilled to be out of the water. Mom, see the smile? Just like when I was 8 and on SSC.
This part of the race is e's favorite. He loves, loves the bike. Thankful to friends who have graciously loaned us bikes to cover the last month of the season.
There he goes, c's ready to spin hard for 6.1 miles.
I was able to catch the boys as they were headed in from their 2nd lap, but I still had one to do. Wonder if I can catch them on the run?
I'd had some people tell me that c was just ahead of me and picked up my pace. I turned the corner and could see him. This kiddo dug deep, turned it on.
This snap is when I was telling Jonathan I'm trying to catch him! But I didn't.
It was the best, best, best thing to have my sweaty boys waiting for me as I ran across the finish.
Angi Axmann, who is absolutely darling, was telling stories to a very captivated audience of young triathletes.
The best part of the weekend was not crossing the line into my boys arms. It was not knowing Elliott set, trained and achieved the goals he set for his season. BUT I am extremely proud of him for that. It wasn't even the giant smiles I see on Chas' face along the course. The best part of the weekend came when I tucked the boys in bed and heard these words as Elliott prayed:
"...and God, please heal Mrs. Rampy. Heal her body from MS and I pray that the
money that was raised this weekend helps find a cure for MS..."
Chas prayed next, also praying for healing and a cure. THEY GOT IT! They knew why they raced and they knew that if they prayed, God would hear. It wasn't a prayer that I encouraged or said first, to which he piggy backed, but a prayer offered from the heart of a boy who understood and believes.