26.2

To most of us 26.2 is just a number but after this week it means a whole lot more to Jose. He completed his first marathon this week in St. George, UT. In Jose's words it only poured for the first 21 miles and then it only sprinkled after that. It was in the 40s at the begining of the race and there was a headwind the whole way. It was very cold.

Here are the girls waiting for their Daddy. It was a long wait in the rain. We are very glad our friends had coats they let us borrow. Like the silly lady that I am I forgot to bring ours.
I sat there and waited for Jose to come by us and watched every single person pass us by but for some reason I didn't see Jose until he was right in front of us and I didn't get the camera out until he was already past us. You can see Jose in the gray shirt and black shorts.
He was so cold after the run that all he wanted was the blanket. I forgot to bring him dry clothes but at least I didn't forget about the blanket.
Jose, we are so proud of you. I love the medal. It is so pretty. It is polished red rock with a simple monogram and the year. I love the simplicity.