I also set a goal…to watch him run that marathon. In Downtown Houston. With several closed streets. In the rain. And four kids. One unable to walk on his own and the other three prone to walking in front of traffic.
Did I mention I’m directionally impaired? Chronically. Like I might have an undiagnosed learning disability.
But we all have goals.
Yesterday M. ran 26.2 miles (yes, in the rain).
And we watched him.
In cheerful t-shirts.
Unbelievable.