In PDX everything came full circle. Leslie and I did our first 5k ever in San Fransisco during the Nike marathon, just 6 months after Sam was born (notice extra large up top). The only goal was to not stop. We thought we were gonna DIE! I think our time was just a bit over 30 min, that’s 10 min miles. I can’t run that slowly now if I tried! That 5k was way harder than the marathon or any other race. WAY harder. I tend to be a little flighty. The best of intentions but easily distracted. Oh, hello shiny new (insert new thing here). I’m no longer amazed that I still love running. It is part of my life. It is my church. Here’s to many more long runs and sweat!