There are lots of races. All the time. Some are for fame. Some are for money. But few hold the honor and prestige of The Ultimate Race. Years and years of tradition to even qualify for this race.... well ok.... all you have to do is show up.... and this was the first time. But I am getting ahead of myself. First there is the excruciating training and preparation. Part of this preparation, of course, is a healthy nutritious POWER SHAKE!!
Ah THE POWER SHAKE. Only a super secrete blend of things and stuff that Paola has to hand select.... and mix... but it may just be what these kids need to win an edge over each other. Because soon it is race time!
There is no wimpy starting line.... or checkered flag. (because we don't have one).... there is only grit and determination in this race. Its every kid for themselves... But in the end, there can only be one victor... or is everyone a victor?
Here is our latest contestant. She was only able to come in third... but she seems happy enough just being allowed to race with the others.
And after the dust settles.... its time to wind down with a celebration ice cream! It just so happened that the ice cream truck came by. If you look closely, you can see the imitation sponge bob ice creams. I always asked myself if they like him so much, why do they want to bite his head off?
....who knows what will happen at the next annual Ultimate Race... only time will tell.