Hey, guess what? We just got back from Moab.
Since I am exhausted, I think I'll mostly tell how the trip was with pictures.
But first, I should explain that I dropped out of the half marathon, which was supposed to be our whole reason for going. It was not a decision that came lightly by any means. This is a race I've been wanting to do for a long time and I was really excited. But I had to take a two and a half month break from all exercise when the air turned sucky and when I had bronchitis for 6 weeks. When my lungs were finally back to normal, I only had 5 weeks until race day. That was not enough time to be ready. So, rather than try and do it anyway and have a really crappy race, I just decided to not injure myself and try again another year. It was harder than I thought it would be. I cried when I picked up my race packet and t-shirt. I really wanted to be a part of the fun. But, I'd much rather run this race with someone, so that will have to be a goal for next time, too.
Anyway, we had tons of fun. Here come the photos...
Cory got off a night shift the morning we left. So here/s Daddy and Kennedy cuddling before we left.