Start Line (Showing our support with our Navy shirts) |
I guess you can say race medals are the equivalent to ‘participation
trophies’. You didn’t win the race. You didn’t come in first so when you cross
the finish line, you are basically getting a participation trophy. I still value it though because most races
are a challenge, and each medal I receive has a unique experience and memory
associated with it. People can say what
they want about it, but for me, my race medals are something I collect (like
some collect stamps, coins, dolls, baseball cards), but it also something I
take pride in. Frankly, I won’t do a
race without a medal.
This year was the Navy Bridge’s 30th Annual Race,
and it is a race that I had been wanting to do, but never did. Why? No medal.
However, because it was the 30th anniversary, they gave out medals,
and I was very eager to sign up. What
makes this race unique was it offered an opportunity to run across the famous
Coronado Bridge. More importantly, it
also benefited our service men.
It was a short four-mile run so I signed myself and all the
kids as well as my nephew Jayson. We
drove down to San Diego at 5 a.m. Sunday morning. Dylan was the one who actually drove us
to/from San Diego. He is a very good
driver even though he drives like a grandma.
At 5 a.m., there was no traffic and Dylan was barely doing 60 mph. I’m
not complaining. I’d rather him be
cautious.
I have been running with Mia for two years, and this was the
first time this happened! I lost her shortly before we reached mile 1. I made the mistake of allowing her to run
with her IPod so she didn’t hear me tell her that we were going to stop at the upcoming
water station. She kept running, and I turned
around to give her water, and I could not find her. It was horrific. I began to frantically look for her. I stood up on a curb with my eyes searching
through the crowds of thousands of runners.
I could not find her. I
immediately called Dylan, hoping and hoping he would answer his phone. Dylan, Brandon, and Jayson ran ahead of us,
and I estimated they must have been at least a half mile ahead of us. Fortunately, Dylan answered the phone. I told
him to stop running and stand with Brandon and Jayson on opposite sides of the bridge and watch for
Mia.
I was so scared, but I hoped Mia would continue to run
towards the finish line. About 5 – 7 minutes
passed, and I finally received the call that they had found her. What a relief!
When I had caught up with them at the finish line, I asked
Mia if she was scared, and she didn’t respond, but gave me an acknowledging
look. I will never let her run with
music again, and I also spoke to her about what I wanted her to do should this
ever happened again (which it will not).
The boys’ time was not their best as they spent a great deal
of time looking for their sister. Mia
placed in the top 17 percent for her age group of 12 and under. She averaged 11:46 min mile.
One other side note----they posted our photo on their Facebook page. I guess they liked our matching Navy shirts.