Once upon a time I had a notion that I would simply let my children come with me while I ran a 5K.
It will be fun. We will be active AND spend time together. After all, I’ve seen the pictures of smiling, happy families exercising together.
Guess what? As it turns out, my family is NOT one of those families!
I should have seen the signs. After all, getting my kids to venture outdoors is something I liken to having teeth pulled. Getting outdoors AND doing something active is even worse. A prime example: I forcibly signed my children up for soccer this Spring. I bribed the younger one with pink shin guards, the older one with shin guards that you can insert different colors into. Hopefully the shin guards will provide wonderful attitudes too! Right?
For the last few years our little town has held a 5K in March. It literally starts two blocks from our house and goes past our house. How convenient. We only had to walk out the front door to participate.
Evil Genius is training for a marathon. Since he is actually one who runs the whole way, he decided to run the race as training. I also wanted to do the race, since I am doing one in July and need the experience. Therefore this meant I got to walk with the kids. We used up our babysitter points the weekend before (remember the wine bar?)
So no big deal, right? HA!
To help you envision what exactly my race was like, I have painstakingly prepared this little visual for you so you can see just what happened where! As you can see, I have very advanced skills when it comes to this stuff. Go ahead, offer me a job…
Afterwards we met up for pancakes. They were delicious.
And there was sausage too. Now happiness abounded.
Great… huh? Below I model my cool free t-shirt. Sexy, huh?
So yes, I did a 5K. So I didn’t run it the whole time but I did make it to the the end. I beat nine people. I think there should be a handicap for bringing two children with you during a race!
Have you ever run a 5K? Walked a 5K? Dragged one or two or more children along with you?