I knew this would happen one day but it was still sad- we missed one of Jack's races. And it was his longest! 50k Trail Race. Grace was sick the day we were supposed to go so Jack forged on by himself. Thanks to modern technology we were able to keep up with him via text messaging so we knew he was doing great. Poor guy woke up so early to drive over to Atlanta, did the run and then drove all the way back by himself. We were so proud of him! (And I have no idea what that picture is- I gave him the camera and this is all he came back with on it)
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The picture is from the end of the race, when I noticed a large stick lodged in my shoe. Don't know how long it was there!
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