The Front of the Race

I haven’t been in a race since the days of school field day, and back then I used to dread all of the running and jumping and scooter racing. I’ve never been athletic. I’ve never been fast or coordinated. I’ve always shyed away from sports competitions. My husband still says he hates playing games with me because I’m one of the most uncomptetative people he’s ever met.

Yet when I heard we were going to have the opportunity to participate in a Fun Run at the Disney Social Media Moms Celebration, I knew I had to do it. I might never get the chance to run in Disney World again and I knew I didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

At 5:30 am I laced up my sneakers and headed out to for the run. There were Moms who were clearly runners, who had the right gear who were stretching and prepping for the run and there were those there for the fun, in costumes and Mickey ears. And there was me.

I thought that I must be crazy to be up this early. What had I been thinking? I didn’t have to do this, I could be back in bed sleeping, like my family was. 5:45 in the morning can be a dark and lonely place.

Shell met up with me and we stood of on our own waiting for the race. When they announced that it was time to start, I realized that where we were standing was the starting line. We had some how positioned ourselves front and center of the starting line.

See me in the pink? “Run Now, Wine Later”

Everything in me said it was a bad idea, that I should move back that I should hang at the back of the pack. I wondered how did I get here, in this mix of Moms invited to Disney and about to run through Epcot.

For weeks leading up to the conference I had questioned, why me? There are bigger bloggers, better bloggers. And I remembered the words that friends had been telling me for weeks, that I deserved it, that I was meant to be here.

So I stayed at the front of the pack and took selfies and laughed. When the race started I put one foot in front of the other and ran. I would love to say I ran the whole time, that I finished first but that’s not the case.

But I ran among the bigger, the better, and I remembered that we all deserved to be there. The farther I ran the less afraid I became of being overtaken by the sea of runners. The group thinned out, we stopped for pictures and I got to cross the finish line with my friend.

I never thought I would run a race, mostly because I never think I’m good enough to run with those that might be better than me. But now I know that I can run with them, that I can run at the front of the race.

Thank you to GoGo Squeeze for sponsoring the Fun Run. 


My family was invited to the Disney Social Media Moms Celebration and we received discounted rates and tickets. All thoughts and opinions are my own.