Aunt Lila convinced us that running a 5K Thanksgiving morning would be fun... So we all signed up. As the day approached, we were excited about the family and food that were to come... but we were having second thoughts about running a bit over 3 miles at 9 am. Welford & I had both not run in over a year, but worst case scenario we could walk the entire way. We packed up the van and headed to Fredericksburg, picking Lila up on the way.
Getting our numbers before the race. We were all pretty excited despite our initial reservations. The streets were packed with runners, and most had already lined up by the time we arrived.
Welford was a trooper and pushed Abby the majority of the race. And by majority, I mean 99% of the race. We kept a nice jogging pace the whole time, and didn't walk once! We were so proud. We also were one of the last ones across the starting line since navigating through the crowd was difficult with a stroller. We walked around the block to get at the back of the pack, and after the starting gun went off, we stood around for a few minutes until there was room to move. And being a Turkey Trot, we did see a turkey, Indians, pilgrims, a deer, and other festive runners. It was pretty fun! We had only finished about 1 mile before the more serious runners had looped back to us.




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