Run Turkey Run

Bridgette, Maren and I competed as a team in Mesa's 10K Turkey Trot this year. Each team member had a job. Maren pushed the stroller, I tried to keep up, and Bridgette conserved energy (falling asleep shortly after mile 2).


Bridgette's Uncle Nicholas, visiting from Idaho, also competed. Yes, he blew by us, despite a 5 minute late start handicap (aka last minute dash to the porta potties). But we want everyone to know that he is still sporting a significant limp, while we are showing no ill effects.


Nobody in our group beat the Turky this year, who even in his heavily feathered costume annually averages a 7 minute mile. We tried to motivate Bridgette for next year by showing her the prizes - but she was mainly interested in her bottle sitting atop them.