I ran a 5k with my old ward this morning. And even though I came in second, the first girl left before awards(and apparently doesn't eat sugar. A far better person than me, obviously!)
So I brought home this, my first ever (and probably last) running prize. Who knew?
And while I am on the subject of wards, it made my little heart happy to see all my friends this morning. I used to scoff at those who called wards "families," but I don't anymore. I am getting used to my new ward, but I still feel most at home in my old one. I know there is the time factor (10 years versus 4 months) so I just need to give myself a chance. It will be fine. A few weeks ago we had stake conference. The fondness I felt for people from my old ward was mixed with excitement at seeing new friends from my current ward.
Yeah, it will be fine.
But in the meantime, I am going to help myself to a little candy rootbeer float. Well, as much as I can get until my kids find it.
3 comments:
GO BECKY!!! Since I'm pretty sure I will never be first at any race involving people more than 5 years old, I will bask in your awesomeness.
Awwwww....that is AWESOME! Way to go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I have to say, the award is pretty awesome too. Hilarious and awesome!
So proud of you! I am impressed with both your winning ways and the creativity of the prize. I know those tootsies wouldn't last long around me. But, then, there wouldn't be any chance of me winning it, so...I guess it makes sense:)
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