Cross Country inaugural season

There's a new sport popping up on our calendars these days...Regan is trying her hand (errr, legs) at cross country. And she's doing one heck of a job! We are beyond proud of her and how much she has already grown, and it's only mid-season! The first few practices she would climb into my car and talk about their runs, how they spent a lot of time stretching and proceed to tell me how sore she was! Those pains are good her coaches tell her (and us), they are a sign of growth. So she marches on, this middle schooler of ours.

Let's back up a moment. When Regan announced at the end of summer that she wanted to run cross country (it's the only school sponsored fall sport for her age and I could tell that she really wanted to play a school-sanctioned sport), Ryan looked at me and blurted out the first thing that came to mind: "she's going to hate it!". Ha!!

Boy has she proved him wrong. She not only likes to run, and she's not nearly as slow as we made her out to be! A couple of years back, while she would steal second base in the middle of a softball game, I could be heard yelling "fire breathing dragons are chasing you!" in hopes it would speed her up a bit....it didn't work.  She comes in middle to front end of the pack at her meets. She's thriving and we are so excited for her. Yes, her legs are sore, yes, she gets super tired at the end of many days; but she's doing so well and I'm proud of her for trying something new. She runs hard and when she catches a glimpse of our faces cheering her on at a meet, she runs even faster: "finish hard Regan!"