Turkey Trot

I think we found a new family tradition for Thanksgiving.
In Roseville they have their "Turkey Trot" 5K/10K event on Thanksgiving morning. Here locally, it was the Saturday before Thanksgiving. (Which I am thankful I didn't sign up for since it was raining.)
Somehow, I managed to talk all of my Roseville family into participating in the event with me and I am glad they did. While I was the only family member who ran, my family paid the expensive registration fee ($35/$40) and braved the 40 degree weather with me at 9am.
Thank you!
Originally I was signed up for the 10K but I was sick for a week leading up to the race. When my dad picked up my registration packet on Wednesday night, he asked if I could switch races. I have to admit, I am glad I did.
The course was at a park and the 10K racers started 10 minutes earlier but had to run the course twice. The last hundred yards of the race, there was a person waving the 5K runners off the path to the finish line and yelled "10K runners, one more lap!" And I thought to myself, I am glad I only did the 5K.
There were a lot of people out there---alot of them were walkers. I guess they felt it was great exercise before they chowed down on a holiday meal. Unfortunately for me, I got sick around lunch time and didn't even get to eat.
So sad! It should be a crime to get sick on Thanksgiving.

My mom, sister in law Lindsay, and sister Sarah.

My brother Robert and mom

My nephew Cooper and my brother Bert

She loved running around the park after the race was over

Luke, Petunia, Grandpa Baer, nephew Holden and niece Autumn. (Sarah and Bradyn are in the background)
After I finished we walked over to the road to find the rest of the family...and walked the rest of the way with them.

This was my first race where you wore a time chip on your shoe. I thought that was interesting.

About 15 minutes into the race I saw this vehicle driving at my pace next to me. I look over and see its Luke and the kids with the windows down.
It was fun to see them during the race and wave.....and blow kisses.

I saw them again about 3/4 of the way through, parked on the side of the road waiting for me.
I am thankful for my family! I can't wait for next year's race. My brother says he will run it with me next year and I think my sister said the same thing.
Gobble Gobble!