Two of my boys had been asking if they could go for a run with me. It’s always right when I’m about to step out the door and have my route and mileage all planned out, pressed for time. I reply with “next time.” So last night I asked if they would like to go do a mile. Honestly, I consider running “my time,” but I was super excited for them to come along. I think it’s so important that they live a healthy lifestyle and it’s my job as their mother to navigate them and steer them in that direction.
I told them we would do one mile. They didn’t really understand the concept of one mile. They started by sprinting down the street. I told them they would need to pace themselves. A quarter mile in, “You mean this is just the beginning!?” And they did pretty well. I was proud of them. Logan got a few cramps here and there. He actually asked me to remind him to hydrate first thing in the morning so he could try again without cramps. Deacon suggested a mid-run pushup session. I think he just needed to stop running and take a break. All in all…it was fantastic. I enjoyed every minute, and got “my time” after I dropped them back off at the house.
Do you get your kids involved in your workouts?
Have a great weekend!!