Every Year, Lexi's school has a race right before Thanksgiving. They train for this race for over a month- and rumor has it, it totals over a mile. Well, she BEGGED me to run, so i agreed. ( NOT knowing it was this long) Seriously, i thought my lungs were on fire, my side hurt for 3 days and i thought i literally might just be dying. But as we ran together, i kept pushing her as she wanted to give up.. She was racing against ALL 1st graders which had to be well over 40 PLUS- As of the week before the race she was coming in at 8th place.. which is still i think pretty cool- She started giving up, but my lil precious kept on truckin and came in at SIXTH place for girls- woot woot, sista you rocked it at the run!
Here's the best part- they had an awards ceremony directly after the race- The PE teacher would call each childs name and then they would come up. Now keep in mind, each child knew what place they got right as they finished the race. So.. the PE teacher says, and i quote : " AND in 6th place we have"... Not any sooner has he said that, Lex has already stood up, walked to the front and grabbed her certificate.. i was DYIN- - - NO * LACK * OF * CONFIDENCE, and i just LOVE that about her!
Here's the best part- they had an awards ceremony directly after the race- The PE teacher would call each childs name and then they would come up. Now keep in mind, each child knew what place they got right as they finished the race. So.. the PE teacher says, and i quote : " AND in 6th place we have"... Not any sooner has he said that, Lex has already stood up, walked to the front and grabbed her certificate.. i was DYIN- - - NO * LACK * OF * CONFIDENCE, and i just LOVE that about her!



