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DIY Running Bibs and Medals Display

My oldest daughter's birthday was last week.  She and I have run 10Ks together, and I knew that she wanted some way to display her bibs and finisher medals.  I wanted to give her a display board as a present.  I wasn't thrilled with the ones I found, so I decided to make one.




I purchased a piece of wood from Lowe's.   Ignoring the signs in the store that ominously warned that wood dust is a known carcinogen, I took a risk and routered the edges of the wood, and drilled holes for the hardware.  I did the lettering with a stencil and a Sharpie marker.  The bibs are hung on book rings on eye hooks, and the medals are hung from cupboard knobs.  

I used some of my medals and bibs for the photo, then took them off so I could send my daughter her present.  Maybe I'll need to make another display board for my bling!  

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Thanks for John, for tutoring me on the use of power tools, and for my daughter, for being a great running buddy.

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  1. What a thoughtful, beautiful gift, Kristi!

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  2. A clever and personal gift. Well done!

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  3. Super-clever, Kristi! I'll bet she really enjoyed the present. You had me at the color, so everything else is just icing!

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    1. I just happened to have a little sample-sized paint in that color, and was happy to find a use for it!

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  4. That is so darned cute and homemade presents are always the best! I bet she loves it and I do think you need one of your very own.

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    1. She has mentioned in the past wanting a homemade gift, but I think I surprised her with the wooden present!

      I just might make one for myself, but I might change the wording and make it big enough for John's medals, as well!

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  5. What a thoughtful gift and Yes, you should make one for yourself too. It's something to be very proud of. Happy birthday to your baby-girl and running-buddy - although a bit late.

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    1. Thank you. Belated greetings just spread out the celebration. :-)

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