I know this is supposed to be a craft blog but... Yesterday my husband Nick ran the Sydney Half-Marathon. What an amazing experience! Our whole family was so excited. The last time he ran in competition was the Sydney Marathon ...back in 2004, a month after I first met him (he also had to attend my brother's wedding later that afternoon! Needless to say this definitely demonstrated his love for me and he earned the respect of every one of my family members - because after running 42 kilometres in the morning, he still managed to get up on the dance floor and have a dance with me that night!).
But yesterday....I was (and am) so proud of him! He has been training for this since the start of the year and it was great to see him run and to do so well too. He had set a goal to come in under two hours and his time was 1 hour and 58 mins for the 21.1km race.
The race started very early (6.45am) so he left home at about 5.30am. The girls and I weren't quite so spritely at that hour, so we headed in to town at 7am after Livvie had made a sign saying 'Go daddy go!'... except it read, 'Go baddy go!' hehe. I painted the girls' faces before we left the house. A face painter I am not... especially at that hour... but I managed a few cat's whiskers for Elly and some rainbows on Livvie's cheeks and they were happy.
The sky was blue, with not a cloud in sight and it was a cold but beautiful morning in Sydney;
We found ourselves a spot near the finish line and kept our eyes peeled for Nick! There was music pumping and announcements as the runners crossed the line and just generally a great carnival atmosphere. It was so exciting to think we might see Nick at any moment and I was just hoping we wouldn't miss him, as there were so many runners and they seemed to be running so fast towards the finishing line!
It was funny, just as we all cheered for a runner dressed as Superman who passed by us, suddenly there was Nick! .... calling out my name and waving as he ran past! I screamed and waved and cheered, then fumbled with my camera and totally missed getting a decent picture of him until he was about 100 metres away from us! Soon he had crossed the finish line and we ran down to find him in the crowd;
It took us a few minutes to find him but when we did, it was great to finally hug and kiss and congratulate him;
He told us all about the race and how he had been running behind a guy dressed as Batman for most of the way. (It doesn't surprise me he was in the super hero section! hehe). It was just so much fun and Livvie was quite fascinated by it all, especially the salt that had dried around his eyes from sweating during the race.
She would later make herself a bib with a number hand-drawn on the front, strip down to her singlet and pants and run laps around the backyard until night had fallen. I don't know how many laps she ran (hundreds!), but afterwards, we had to award her a medal, just like Daddy;
Poor Nick, within mere hours, his hard-earned medal ends up in our dress-up box! Well done to Nick and everyone else who competed, very inspiring indeed...