This past Saturday we went to Rexburg to watch Bryson run in his first half-marathon (13 miles). Nate ran one a couple of months ago and convinced Bryson to give it a shot too. So Bryson has been training like crazy. A week before the race he came home after a huge run and said that his ankle was killing him. He thought he might have fractured it, so he went to the doctor on Monday and found out that it was Posterior Tibial Tendonitis. Thanks to our amazing friend Derrick, Bryson underwent some heavy physical therapy for a few days and decided to run. He did AWESOME! as everyone I'm sure would expect. He finished in 1 hour 35 minutes. He said it was the hardest thing he's ever done. He placed 4th in his age category and 18th overall. As proud as we were of him, Bryson was really disappointed that he didn't place in the top 3, and has already looked up as many races around here as he can to redeem himself.
Thanks Meg and Kirk for letting us come stay with you guys, it was tons of fun!
We had a lot of fun going to the finish line. I had never been to one of these before, but I thought it was so fun. The boys made signs to hold up for their Dad and Nate. Beck was a champ, of course, and didn't make a peep. He loves to be outside so he was in heaven.