
Anna ran a half marathon today. She has run a few 1/2s in the past, as well as 2 marathons. But this is her first since having babies. She trained for a few months, but then was sick last week. Still, she felt better and so went ahead and ran it!
We were supposed to get there for the end of her race. In the morning, I woke and made pancakes for those at our house (Mom, Dad, Taylor, myself and David). Then Dad started showing me how to spackle. Suddenly Mom said we needed to be out the door in 10 minutes. I hadn't showered, and we were to go from the race to the Fowlers then to Conference.
So it was kind of my fault that we got there ONE MINUTE after Anna crossed the finish line. That was really disappointing to my mom. We made Anna re-enact her finish so you can see that here!

Anna does so very much good in this world -- for her boys and hubby Jim, for the cleft families she supports, for the ignoramuses she educates (see this post from her blog, for instance!), for her ward and stake. And for me -- tonight she left a little note in my pocket:
"Dear Lisa, I love you so much! You are such a great sis and I look up to you in so many ways. Love you, Anna."
I look up to YOU, sistah!





1 comments:
Thanks for taking these pics Lisa.
I really should have slowed down there at the end of the race. James had met me around mile 11 and snapped some pictures of me on the route, and then again on the road about 1 mile away from the finish line (he was following me in the car). I yelled to him "I'll race you!" and then I really did. I actually sprinted at the finish line and James said he was trying to catch up with me after parking the car, and Johnny was pulling on his sweat pants, so he was stumbling, pants falling down, trying to get a picture of his wife, and trying to beat me to the finish line. But I totally smoked him.
So it's probably my fault you guys missed it because I'm so competitive ;)
Thanks so much for coming. And it was so fun to spend the rest of the day with you up at conference. Love you sis!
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