The Walkathon

Yesterday, I participated in the walkathon with my parents. Since it started at 7:50, we didn't have time to eat dinner. So, we ate dinner in the car while driving to go to the walkathon. I ate a hotdog and dad ate some Mexican food called Birito. After one hour, we arrived on time and went to the park. Some people handed out balloons that said, no suicides! Also, they handed out T-shirts to the grownups and a big sticker to the kids to put on their shirts. Before the walkathon started, I played with my mom's new Galaxy Note 9 and her new smartwatch that her company gave to her that day. Then, the walkathon started and we started to walk. We had to walk 5 kilos, taking the 2.5km path back and forth. By the 2 kilo mark, my legs began to get tired and apparently my throat did to because I kept drinking juice. By the 4 kilo mark, I finished a bottle of orange juice and my throat didn't bother me, but my legs were saying, "I want to stop!" and my brain was saying, "Just keep on going!". Then, finally we reached the end and I returned to my car with my parents, feeling completly exhausted. By the time we almost reached our house, I was sleeping soundly in the car backseat.