Our day started earlier than is normal, as Josh was running his first 5K during the Race for the Cure here in Washington DC. He joined nearly 40,000 other runners and walkers for this amazingly inspirational event. I might have cried a bit.
Michal does not look excited to be awake this early.
It took us longer than we expected to get down to the race site, so we let Josh run ahead so he could get to the starting line. Michal and I took a slightly more leisurely walk and arrived at this corner, where the runners turned onto Constitution Avenue. We set up shop here, just to watch the runners and see if we could possible spot Josh in the crowd. We actually did - it was a bit of Where's Waldo, but we found him.
This was where most of my tears happened - not only were we so proud of him for taking on this challenge, but the race was so much more emotional than I anticipated. We happened to stand behind two women in pink shirts with matching feather boas who cheered and screamed "Yay, Survivor!" every time a woman ran past in the official pink Survivor t-shirt. It was hard not to be touched by this.
Once Josh passed, we continued along our way to the National Mall, coming across the staging area for the thousands of walkers. It was a pretty spectacular sight.
We finally found the finish line. We got there around the 30-minute mark, and while I didn't think Josh had finished already, we really had no idea when he would. So we hung out here for a while, hoping we might possibly be able to spot our Waldo once again. Michal passed the time by practicing her vanishing jelly sandal act - she has gotten quick at wiggling her toes and feet out of her sandals. I watched all the people around us. That guy was TALL.
Taking a break from her shoe escapades to people watch.
There he is! So surprised we were able to find him after all. He finished the race, running the entire way. Yay, Josh!
Watching intently.
The runner with his cutest fan!
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Awesome job, Josh!
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