Today we got a later start than we expected for our run. We headed out really close to noon (dumb) when I had actually planned to hit the trail for 10 am, when it was much cooler. At any rate, we put our sunblock on, packed our water, treats and toys and off we went.
I was scheduled to run an easy 4 miles and I was thankful for that. The trail was pretty easy with just a few short hills. It was busy though! Lots of people out during their lunch hour (I assume) and making the best of an incredibly gorgeous day. Felix was awesome. Pointing things out, reading his book, eating treats and just enjoying the sunshine. I had lots of support on the trail. One lady was resting on roller blades and said “You go girl!” and I met a man further on who said, “It’s a good day mom. Way to go.” These little words of encouragement mean the absolute world when you are hitting the wall.
So I calculated the distance so that we would finish right by the park (about 1km from our truck) so that on our way back, we could stop and play for a bit. Well, that was a terrible mistake. After 30 minutes and well-passed lunch I tried to get my toddler out of there. He was not having it. I negotiated as best I could, but in the end I pulled the old football-under-arm trick and off we went. He screamed and screamed (fantastic). People stopped walking and running to comment (thank you) “Oh, someone isn’t enjoying the walk” … “oh yes, it’s hot out for everyone.” No. Ladies. He is pissed because he wasn’t finished on the slide. And I got a sunburn.
At any rate, he forgave me by the time we got back to the truck. Just before he asked if he could “nap.” It was a good day. We ran. Together. Love this kid.
Here are our stats: