Falling stars five

 

As you might have noticed we like to celebrate any occasion we can and we are a little obsessed with the number 13.  The 13 is because it's 2013...  the year we run a marathon.  nuff said!  So the 13th of August was coming up.  We were having a hard time coming up with something big to do to celebrate.  I was even going as far as driving around town, looking for a mile marker 13 or someones house with 13.  (ya, too much time on my hands).  I came home the night of the 12th and googled the date August 13, 2013.  to see if there was something that other people were already celebrating.  This is what I got:

 



 

This brought some memories flooding back to me.  My dad passed away when I was 7.  His birthday is August 11.  I remember a few different years laying out on my trampoline with my cousins and counting the falling stars that always fell on my Dad's Birthday.   We were sure he was sending them down.  I really didn't know it was a "thing" until I read this.  It was an aw-ha moment. I was pumped.  it was about 9 or 10 at night and I was ready to go run that night.  I thought if we started at 11:30, we could finish on the 13th and that could be our "thing".  We could see if we could see any falling stars.   Well, I couldn't get anyone else to get on board (oh except Lexi..  Thanks Lax).  but we decided we would do it the next night around 9....  still dark, still falling stars, still on the 13th.  yay. 

And so the Falling Stars 5 was born.  Yes, we had bibs and Ebbi wore a head light and I wore a vest for safety.  I didn't know we were running down town and that was a little embarrassing.  but we did it and I enjoyed the run.  Don't think my fellow fishies really did.  But Hey, that's how it goes.  Some are great and some not so much.  I think I would like to run more at night if I wasn't terrified of being alone in the dark by myself.  ha ha.  Oh and I saw a falling star!!!  yay!! 

-Becka

 

 

 

Opening Ceremonies

One of our motto's is "Go big or go home".  So of course we had to start our marathon training off with an Opening Ceremonies.  This consisted of a sign we jumped over, a passing of the torch, a ceremonial lap and running through the sign.  There was a lot of symbolism involved..  ha ha.  So much that I can't even go into it here.   Of course we took pictures to show this awesome ceremonial start to our journey, but....  the fish with the camera set the camera wrong, and the pictures didn't turn out.  =(  This may or may not be a blessing in disguise because although we thought the ceremony was completely awesome, others might not feel the same.  So just picture in your head a totally cool, motivational music blasting (as opposed to being sung by the runners) event!!  That's how it went down.

And so begins our 18 weeks of training....  Here we go!!!!

I honestly LoVe this picture so much! I can not wait to look at it when we are done with this JoUrNeY and see just how far we have all come! I can honestly tell you at this very moment I am questioning my decision to run a marathon. I do not love running! Three miles is a task for me! I don't love my shoes and I haven't lost any weight thus far....I will tell you that I love when ever I see one of these girls because I know we all have something in common and we share the same fears and feelings as one another. I look forward to having our Closing Ceremonies and take a similar picture...."I cant wait to See How Far We've Come!" (Hey I knew I loved that song... might possibly be my new motto. Thanks Match Box Twenty!) 

 

 

I loved this! I love that we enlisted kids to hold a banner for us! And I more than anything love that we ran around with a tiki torch. This picture is so cute. It's almost like we have no idea what we are in for type of smiles! One of my favorite moments. The best part is that we had our kids hum that song. Duh.Duh Duh Duh. Duh Duh Duh.Duuuuuuuuh.