That’s the motto of the Oceanside Turkey Trot and also for my family. First thing in the morning, my mom and dad went for a 5-mile run together before taking my sister and me to the races. This year was my 2nd time racing in the kids’ 1-mile race. I love the 1 mile races because they are short and sweet.

This race was also exciting because my little sister, Mia, decided she wanted to participate, too. She ran in a 1/4-mile race.

It was a beautiful day. I always get a few butterflies in my stomach right before a race when I’m at the starting line. But as soon as the gun or horn sounds and I’m running, they all disappear.

My race was first and it was pretty quick. There was a motorcycle leading the way, followed by a high school pacer. This is someone who leads the group and also shows which way to go. Right after the horn sounded, I got a good start. I ended up running alongside the pacer.

She was talking to me saying things like, “good job, buddy!” Eventually, I passed her and was on my own.

I won the race with a time of 5:46. It was my personal goal to try to break the 6-minute mark and I was shocked as I was approaching the finish line and saw the big timer read 5:something. I couldn’t believe it! It was such an amazing feeling.

I heard my mom screaming, “Go, Max!!!” It was great.

After all the runners went through, Mia’s race started. I had so much fun waiting for her at the finish line and cheering her on. She seemed to enjoy it. She took 5th place and said she met a friend along the way. I guess they were smiling at each other the entire race.

What a fun Thanksgiving morning. My parents were happy and they gave us a fun surprise. Right after the races, we drove straight to Six Flags Magic Mountain! We met some friends in Valencia and had a really nice dinner at the Hyatt. Then we stayed through the weekend and rode the most crazy roller coasters ever!

I’m grateful for my family. I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving 🙂