This past weekend was St. Jude Marathon Weekend here in Memphis.  Rich and I ran the Memphis Grizzlies House 5K.  It wasn’t a “best run” for either of us by a long shot, but that really isn’t the point of the 5K at this event.  This is one of those “It’s more about the cause than the race” 5Ks.

Here are some pictures from the day.   Enjoy!

At the Starting Line pre-race.

Me! Ready to rock!

See that little girl? She's why we ran. No, we don't know her. But she's why we ran.

My Stats as of when I finished. I can live with them given the three weeks 'down time' from training due to illness and injury.

Finishers' Medal!

The Halfers and Marathoners. Next year we'll be running The Half.

In fact . . .

This is me at the Half Marathon/Marathon Starting Line! Practicing for next year's Start!

Celebrating our finish!

The best part of the race for me – aside from knowing that we were doing this for The Kids of St. Jude – was finishing this race literally hand-in-hand with my beloved husband Rich.  Because he has been running longer, is taller, and has a longer stride than me he runs at a faster pace; therefore we don’t finish a lot of races actually, physically Together.  This time he held back on his pace.  In part because he was coming off three weeks of injury recovery,  but also intentionally to stay with me to keep me encouraged and “going” up the hills.

And we crossed the finish line hand-in-hand.  Which was really very cool!  And yes, I puddled up.