It was SO cold at the park that I take the grandsprocket to for Parkrun.
Much colder than at either of our houses.
Plus? We were late. As in we were running across the field to the start when everyone else set off. Totally my fault as knowing we’re running a bit late, I thought I’d take a quicker route to get there, but turned down the wrong road 🤦♀️
Anyway we ran across the start line okay, then he realised everyone was disappearing round the corner and got a bit discouraged. I will admit I gave him a tiny bit of a carry at that point to get him giggling again, and we were off. I’d like to say that we hared off after the pack and caught them really quickly, but actually it took us as far as the wiggly path to catch up to the tail walker. But we did it. And I was SO proud of him, because he is one of those children who easily loses heart.
A couple of the older children who had already finished cheered him on as we started our second uphill (the pesky one near the playground where he often gets distracted), and then as we neared the end the tail walker’s son (I think it was) ran up and asked him if he wanted him to run to the end with him. Which was very kind. As usual he did manage to sprint down the finish funnel though. And we all know that that’s the important bit 😁
Next week we will be volunteering, because last week he asked if HE could marshal 😍
Hopefully it will not be raining 🤞