My sister, Holly, was born when I was 14. In the fall of 1994, when I was a sophomore in high school, she came to all of my cross country meets in a stroller. I always said that when she was 14 and I was (gasp!) 29, I'd bring my babies to her meets if she ended up a runner.
Well, this year she turned 14 and became a runner, and unfortunately I can't make good on my promise. While she's tearin' it up as a fast and furious freshman in Arizona, I have to be satisfied with phone updates. But I'm still proud of my little sis!
To read more about Holly's awesome cross-country debut, click here. Go Holly!
4 comments:
I hadn't heard that story before! I think it's awesome. Go Holly!
aww thanks Heidi!!
Yes, I know this story from both ends! Haha. Go my runners, go!
Is that a perm I see in your picture? I love that you have both pics up, so cool that the legacy lives on! I was a X-C girl too, and some of my favorite memories of school come from those running days. Go Holly!
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