Condor 25K

 

Tyler ran a race in honor of his friend that passed away last year. Since becoming a coach he hasn't done much competively, just a few fun runs a year. But every now and again he'll do something like this and totally amaze me. He barely trained for this... and somehow on race day he can pull out the big guns and put the hammer down. He came in 3rd, running 15.5 hilly miles in 1:45.

  

Seriously, look at all these people... and Tyler got 3rd!  My girls Megan and Cherie are somewhere in the mix too. 

And they're off!  Ty right in the middle of the pic.  No, he's not the grey haired dude in blue...

Tyler made this shirt for the race.  "Dave"  was who the race was in honor of.  Tyler got tons of love for his shirt.  Everybody wanted one. 

Tyler and his studly legs...

Smiling at the finish. 

Biggest fans.

 

This is the toughest girl I know.  She rocked this race. It almost inspired me to start running again... almost :)

 

I missed Cherie's finish when Riggs had a meltdown and I needed to run back to the car to get his binky.  If I hadn't had seen this picture later I wouldn't have believed Cherie had just run 15 and a half miles.  She looked completely normal and fresh, exactly the same as when I see her for dinner or bump into her at the grocery store.  unreal. 

 

 

Daves's son Eric.  Eric was on Tyler's high school cross country team a few years ago.  He was totally one of Tyler's favorites.  Back then, when he was a much smaller, skinnier runt, he looked just like "yeah-yeah" from Sanlot.

 The scavenger.  Someone's random water cup?  Ill take that.

 I started a little photoshoot with Riggs when we were waiting for Tyler to run.  I totally got distracted and Ty came and went and we missed the chance to cheer for him.  Dang it.  Although... these pictures are pretty cute. 

 I love this little pork chop.