The Best Part

I ran in the Napa to Sonoma Half marathon a few weeks ago, and I'm happy with my race, pace and results.

But what I am most happy about, and this may sound petty, is the high fives I gave to my kids at the race. Don't most parents do that? Well...for me, it's sorta hard to admit, but it's taken me a bit longer to learn to be present enough to reach out and high five my kids. I know, funny right?

But when I began triathlons/running races, instead of giving high fives to my family, I'd throw em' my bike gloves or gel wrapper and almost grunt in their face as I shuffled past them. It's comical to think about now- but that's how I rolled at the beginning of my triathlon/running journey.

And it was mainly through watching my own husband in his Ironmans and marathons literally STOP every single time to HUG the kids. I realized...AM- you're missing out on the best part.

The Best Part:

So as my kids get older, I get a new level of satisfaction and gratitude having my kids reach out for a high five. The level of connection, support and mutual respect deepens with each race.

And before I know it, I'll be high fiving em' back from the sidelines.;)

And I can't wait.