Seattle Marathon Father/Daughter Team

I used to think that people who ran marathons were superheros. Now I know they are just regular people with a 26.2 mile dream.

On November 28th I had the privilege of running the full Seattle Marathon with my dad. It was a memorable experience that I will always treasure.

We crossed the finish line at a chip time of 4:37:32.

Here is our wonderful cheer squad who showed up at various spots along the route.

My favorite moment in the race was near the end. As we crested our last hill toward the finish line, my oldest son, Jack, joined us on the course and ran along side us for a ways; three generations running side-by-side. I wish I had a photo to share.

I'm thankful for the opportunity to have run a marathon with my father, thankful for my family for putting up with all of my training, for a healthy body, and for our God who gave us the strength to push ourselves to complete 26.2 miles.