I have never really been one for ‘this is my best run because…’ until yesterday. Yesterday was my best, most rewarding run. It wasn’t long, fast or special for any reason other than the company I was keeping.
My soon to be 7-year-old daughter has been keen to come out for a run with me for a while, and this has been accelerated by my training for the Eden Marathon. First things first, Sunday morning we head into town to buy her first pair of ‘proper running shoes’. Nothing special, but something more suitable than the daps she currently has to wear to the park. She was surprisingly excited about buying them, almost as excited as me.
The plan initially was for her to wear them in the house for a few days to make sure they were comfy and then go later in the week. That plan didn’t last. Once we got our proper parent-children duties done (i.e. homework) the words “Can we go for a run now” positively explode from her gleaming, smiling face. How could I say “No”? So I suck up the remnants of the cold I’ve had for what feels like an age and get changed into my running gear.
We head out the front door, stop for a couple of pre run photos then have a little stretch while my Garmin gets a fix. While stretching – which she is far better at than me – I ask her where she wants to go, “Around the block” is her instant reply, even the news that it requires running up ‘that’ hill isn’t enough to dampen her enthusiasm. So off up the hill we go.
Roll on next weekend, so we can do it again.