Oh, others may not think that sounds like much, but many of us know that it is.
We got through the barrier with only a minute to spare, my tall skinny has run all his life husband set off running, my tall skinny 6 year old so of course he can run son was right behind him. Given the layout of platform 13, and knowing we had to get right to the end of it, i didnt think we stood much of a chance, (on my own, i would have gone directly to track 16 for the next train) but just in case, i ran. And not just the slow and steady jog meant to get through the end of the podcast, it was a proper sprint!
Now, in the end, as I expected, we still missed the train! But that I didn't feel too awkward to bother, AND didn't arrive all puffed out and needing to collapse are well worth bragging about, i think! I caught up, and though breathing hard was able to grumble about the driver leaving on time, darn him, with husband and the other two folks who had been running ahead of the three of us.
Earlier today, my husband said i looked comfortable running yesterday. I said 'how do you know, you were in front of me?' And he said he had looked back to see where i was and he had been surprised that i was so close behind, and that i didn't seem bothered.