I Shall Not Go Gentle

And with a snap of my fingers, we’re off to Duluth for Grandma’s Marathon. It’s finally here and I’m feeling all the feelings. The first race I have ever been all in for. That I gave my everything for. So here I come. Fierce. Ready. Nervous. And I shall not go gentle.

Turns out, having another family with me prior to the race eased any nerves I was feeling. Erin and I are running the marathon together, both trying to qualify, and we were able to distract ourselves with a mini family vaca.

And after walking around Duluth, pizza, burgers, and kids swimming, we are off to bed. If only the party happening outside our hotel room would die down. Or maybe that’s just my anxiety keeping me awake.