Cross Country: Are There NO Inside Sports?

Ingredients for chaos and insanity:

1. Husband working long term out of town: CHECK!
2. Son playing football – 4 hours of practice per week and game days that start BEFORE 8am: CHECK!
3. TWO daughters who participate in Cross Country running for school: CHECK!
4. A two year old and four year old who do NOT like attending these events: CHECK!
5. Me… and my contempt for heat, sweat, and early morning activities: CHECK!

I dread the day one of my kids tell me they hate me. I may look back to the Saturdays of this fall and strangle one of them. *kidding, of course* I love my kids… and they better be GLAD I do because if it weren’t for that undying, unfailing, unconditional love, I would NEVER have signed them up for all of this LOL! :)

That being said, as hot and sticky as I may be by the time we make it home and as badly as my head may hurt from wrestling with an ornery toddler (and as consistently as I try to convince them to take up gymnastics instead…), somewhere deeeeeeeep in my heart, I truly enjoy watching them strive for perfection in the things that they are passionate about!

Last weekend, we got off to a late start and ended up getting to the Cross Country races right when Talia should have been running to the starting line; however, we got there as her race was ending because they were 25 minutes ahead of schedule. I fought tears and lost to them as she started crying and said, “I promised Daddy I would have a medal for every race while he was gone!” At the moment, it was the end of the world and I felt terrible, but she quickly recovered (thank goodness!) and we had a great time cheering Briyana on to finish her 1-mile race.

I’m so proud of my kids :)

They are driven… and their father and I will duke it out for eternity as to who they get that from LOL