Yesterday morning, G, KC and I met for our first preschool run of the school year. It was blistering hot. We had to push a double stroller despite only having one kid with us. And my shoulder is weak, not really up to pushing a stroller, so G and KC had to pick up the slack. But other than that, we crushed it. Our seventh (and final) mile was our fastest at an 8:20. Talk about awesomesauce.
When we were about 4 miles into the run, Dilly started making a fuss that she wanted to get out of the stroller and run. I told her she could when we got back. So, when the Garmin beeped at 7 miles. We stopped and Dilly got out of the stroller to make her running debut, a .1 mile jog back to our house.
I handed the camera to our photographer and gave her a pep talk.
And then we were off.
She insisted on holding my hand.
But she ran the whole way.
It was an awesome thing to share with her. She was so proud and talked about it all day.
Later, when I tucked her into bed, we had this conversation:
Me: Dilly, I had an awesome day with you.
Dilly: Who did we run with?
Me: Miss G and Miss KC.
Me: Because we like to run. Did you run with Mommy?
Dilly: Yes, I did.
Me: Was it awesome?:
Dilly: Yes, it was. I drinked Nuun.
And with that, I just laughed. I thought we had created her first running memory, but all she cared about was drinking Nuun. Go figure.