Marathon Man

If you know Clint, you know that he has never really been a runner.  He would actually describe his running form like a baby giraffe (very unstable and legs everywhere).  He played basketball and baseball growing up, so running to him was a form of punishment.  If you know me, you know that my family has always been runners from early on.  When we got married this is something that we found we could do together recreationally without fighting too much.  So we would run several miles a couple times a week together (we were still young and it didn't take much to keep our bodies in shape).  After I had Raleigh and gained enough weight to have 6 children, we decided to train for a half marathon.  It was tough, but we did it and thought we would continue running like this for a long time.  Until someone got a crazy idea in his head...Clint decided he was going to run a marathon!  Unfortunately, I was pregnant with Thad, so I had to skip training with him...honestly, I was SO glad that I had an excuse :)  All of his hard work paid off when he completed his first marathon in Dallas the first weekend in December.  We were so proud of him!!  The weather was terrible and he ended up running with a fractured foot, but he finished well and is even talking about running another one.

Here he is getting ready to start...sporting a beautiful trash bag trying to keep dry because of the rain 

My dad and I had so much fun going and finding Clint at different mile markers.  This was Clint at about mile 9.  I wasn't ready to take a picture...he is the guy in the red hoodie at the top of the picture. 

Here he is a little bit later...he is now in the maroon hoodie. He kept changing clothes that we would give him in an attempt to stay dry.  PS- the people ringing the cowbells were a little bit over the top in their enthusiasm, sorry if it is annoying.

Here he is freezing in his finisher shirt!! 

So proud of our Marathon Man!!