Last week Pierce got to participate in his first race and boy was he ever pumped about it.
It was steamy hot, but that didn't stop him from wanting to run.
First we watched the milers.
Note our friend Steve in the white t-shirt. He loves track misery.
Cort was temperamental (surprising, I know) and refused to sit in the stroller.
Finally, it was Pierce's turn. He got off to a slow start once the gun went off. He ran the kid's 100.
Paul ran with him to the finish line. Pierce held steady in the back of the pack. Kind of like his mom ;-)
After he finished, he got his very first medal.
A fun evening, and hopefully next month's All Comers track meet will be a little cooler!