This Saturday Brandon ran his first marathon. The Salt Lake City Marathon! Since I was going to be there with the kids I signed up for the 5K. I called Ange and she kindly and bravely helped me with the kids and ran the 5K with me. Brandon did fantastic. About a week before the race we realized that this race was a Boston marathon qualifier and that Brandon needed to run it in 3hrs and 10mins to qualify. Well, Brandon just trained to finish, not to qualify, but he still did awesome. His running time was 3hrs and 13mins. (You are reading that right, he was only 3 minutes away from qualifying) well technically his finishing time was 3hrs and 15mins (he had to make one potty break!) He is amazing! I am so proud of him!
Tyson walking through the "roses" waiting for Dad! He loves gardens. He spent all his time (while we were waiting) finding sticks, smelling flowers, picking berries and filling up cracks and holes in the sidewalk with berries!
After finishing. Tyson wanted to eat and drink everything of Brandon's.
Stan and Marilyn came to see their B!
Cute Nana and Lily!
Tyson helping Dad clean up. After Brandon did that Tyson asked me to pour water into his hands and he did the same thing. It was too funny!
Me and my Marathoner!
So, the 5K, I know it's nothing compared to a marathon, but quite a fun ordeal! Sometimes I don't understand Salt Lake city. The have been doing this race for 6 years now, you would think they would have the kinks worked out. Well, in our instructions the 5k runners were told to park at the Gateway and take Trax to the starting line, so we get to a Trax station and decide to wait for the University train that drops us off right at the starting line instead of the Sandy train that drops us off two blocks away. We are waiting and waiting (with other runners) when a Trax worker tells us there was some miscommunication and the University train is not running so we need to take the Sandy train and walk two blocks...duh...so we got on a packed train, Ange with the kids, me with the stroller. We get off, get the kids in the stroller and start jogging to the start when we hear... 8..7..6 and the gun. Awesome the race started. We decided that since I had a timing chip on my shoe, we would take a quick potty break and start when we were ready. We ended up starting 6 minutes late and in the end we passed 2000 people (with a double stroller) doing 8:11 minute miles! I was proud of us. We did feel bad for the bikers though. They had to use the same course as the 5k runners so the runners were supposed to keep the left side open for the bikers. So Ange and I used that as an opportunity to help the bikers and ourselves. We would yell "bikers on the left" to get people to move for the bikers and when it was clear we would pass of the left too! (We always stayed out of the way for the bikers) It worked pretty well! It was a fun race.
Then Sunday we went to Brandon's parents ward because Zak was being ordained as a Priest. Nana had an exciting time being Tyson's teacher and chasing him and 5 other 4year olds down the hall. After church we headed to their house for dinner and Brandon took two bites of dinner and got a piece of roast beef stuck in his esophagus. This happened 5 years ago and we had to go to the ER to have the GI specialist take it out. He has since then had his esophagus dilated 3 or 4 times. Well, Sunday was another trip to the ER. Stan and Marilyn kept the kids and off we went. We got to Timp and they gave Brandon some medicine to try to get it to move but that didn't help, so they called in the GI specialists. This time they only put Brandon under part way so his gag reflex would help out with the saliva, so he saw and felt them shoving tubes and the camera down his throat. Not fun! He will have his esophagus dilated again in a couple weeks. Both times we have gone to the ER it was because of Roast Beef, so NO MORE ROAST BEEF FOR B!!!!
