running by his side

My third little guy. He is surprising. Unpredictable. Passionate. Tender. And goodness he melts me.

We ran the Color Run together in 2014. He enjoyed it, but really wished it was just straight running…no fluff, just run, which is so like him.  He has been wanting to do a traditional 5K this year and our calendar just didn’t sync up, until this weekend. When we walked outside and it was literally freezing, I was kicking myself for not making this run happen sooner. He, on the other hand, was pumped about the weather.

He’s been running a mile every week to train for the 5k. Honestly, he probably didn’t need to train but I wanted to see how serious he was about running. His brothers bailed on training. He kept with it. Consistently putting in his mile each week. This weekend his race finally arrived.

He ran pretty much the whole thing and was already talking about the next 5K before we even crossed the finish line.

The running bug has bit him hard, so it looks like I’ll be logging more miles too. As long as he wants me to and as long as I can keep up – I’ll run by his side.