My brother ran his first half marathon last Sunday. He did awesome, his time was 2:03:00!!! Mine in 2004 was 2:46:24, ha but I finished! We were so so proud of him and I LOVED going out to support him. It always makes me weepy when someone sets a goal and
meets it, and then make that someone my brother and I'm fighting tears the whole time! The kids made him a poster and I was trying to tell my dad about it and out comes my shaky voice. It cracks me up but I honestly can't help it.


This was him almost at mile 8, it doesn't even look like he is trying

He is about to finish, I think he is trying here:)
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