Nascar Speeding

Okay since we got yesterday's yuckies out of the way we can pick up the vacation recap I've been trying to do since we got back! Although we were beach front, we didn't go to the beach everyday. GASP I know but chasing a toddler around on the beach is exhausting  So one of the days we were there we went to the Nascar Speed Park! 

Fletcher was so ill while we were here. Turns out he cut a tooth! As you can tell in the photo where he's driving, his mouth hurt him so bad!!! :( Poor baby! But regardless we had a BLAST and later that night we went to Dick's Last Resort. But you get to read about that tomorrow :) 

So recently i've met one of the sweetest bloggers ever. Seriously, Brin found me through Living in Yellow and she is awesome! Her little guy Dexter and FAR would be BFF's if we lived closer. Brin blogs at BoldButterBaby  and she is hosting an awesome giveaway that you need to go enter. Click here for the goods :) 

Fireman 5k

What is the Fireman 5k you ask? (Click HERE to read my first post about it.) Instead of trying to tell you about my day, i'll let you see it: 

 Ready to run!! 

 Crossing the finish line! 

 Me and my medal

 laid back 

 My family :) 

 Besties are the best! 

 Ready Set Go! 

 KP playing in the water 

 Love my guy! 

 Gooooo!!! 

So proud of him! 

I was soooo proud of my hubby. He did amazing and shaved 2 minutes off of his time he got training. 

It was a great morning with my amazing family. Now I must go colapse and sleep for a year. 

<3,

A

And just fyi. Our race shirts were "dry fit" aka the make you look 50 pounds heavier than you really are. blah 

Running like a Fireman... say what?!

Almighty guys and gals. If y'all know me, you know I. Don't. Run. At all. No way no how. Once upon a while ago I was challenged to work out with a friend who used to work at a gym. Every morning we would start out on the treadmill where he would pump out 4-5 miles in the time I'd walk 1. and THEN we would begin working out. For all of you that are asking, no I don't think he's human. 

Ducky finishing a 5k a few months back. 

Well lately my circle of close friends are all into running. Even my husband.  In my head I don't understand it at all, but to each their own! I'll tell you like it is. Big girls don't run. The boobs get in the way unless you strap them down with duct tape and things jiggle that are not supposed to jiggle.. i'm just saying.  But I have to be the follower and do whatever my friend so insert the

Annual Covington Fireman's Memoral Trust "Fire House 5K"

That I am registering to run in. Now let me take that back. They have a 5k which my husband will be doing (His First! I am so excited for him!) along with 3 of our closest friends. Then they have a 1 mile Run/Walk which this girl will be doing along with another friend and our kiddos. How much will I actually run? Probably not much. If any at all. But will I feel like I won first place brag to all my friends wearing my spiffy t shirt I get for participating? You better believe it. 

Maybe i'll just steal the trophy and go eat some Mexican. I'm okay with that too. 

<3,
A