Last week was Regionals for my son's Cross Country Team. It was held at the Golf Course in our area. It was a beautiful day for running. My son is a Senior and has run cross country all four years of high school
We moved to this area when my son was in 8th grade. I am so thankful for the guys that encouraged my son to run cross country. They are such good boys, almost men, and they became his friends.
You have to love a team that prays together before a race!
There they go!
At Regionals, one of our runners pulled a calf muscle during the race. He valiantly finished the race and because of it, the boys team made it to state. My son's coach is no yeller, but that day she yelled and yelled at Skyler to get a move on -- she knew the other boy was injured. Both girls and boys teams qualified for state -- one of our girls took first at Region.
Cross Country is not a sport for the faint-hearted. My son somehow injured himself before regionals and was running with one leg one and one-half inches shorter than another. Thankfully, he was adjusted just before Regionals by a physical therapist.
.A behind shot of their painted legs.
So this Wednesday is his final race. It seemed like I blinked my eyes and it was over. I have been so thankful for the ride!