For being our first ever family run, Saturday's 5K went pretty well. Other than a dropped pink glove and some brief panic (on the part of the Princess) when Bean spit her Sixlets all over her blanket, the girls did awesome. I think it was fun for them to see all the other runners and to look for the other kids in strollers. The hubs did great too and really pushed himself the last mile. I am very proud of my little running family. And since I'm on the subject of pride, I was actually kind of proud of myself when I pulled out my resume last week and was reminded what I have accomplished as a professional writer and editor. While I still do some freelance work, my life has transitioned to more "mommy" and less "writer." I forgot how many magazines, newspapers, web sites and even a few books have included my name as a contributor. It made me stop and think about how things have changed. And how I wouldn't change a thing.