I've mentioned that we've been trying to help the kids train for the Be The Match 5K Run/Walk. Well, the date is approaching RATHER quickly. And we did not factor our vacation week into our schedule nor did we include the 11 sick days that we recently had. Needless to say, we're more than a bit behind on the training.
BUT. We are going to give it our best shot. I questioned the kids to make sure this was their goal, not just my goal for them and they indeed confirmed it. I let them know it could be difficult, but not impossible, and we'd keep training and just see what we could do on race day.
Due to crazy schedules, as usual, tonight I ran with Warren while Mike was with Elaine at gymnastics. You'll recall on the last runs I was a part of, there was a bit or a lot of whining and complaining which resulted in Mike taking over. Tonight, it was just Warren and I. And he is slow. As in, I am slow, but Warren is S L O W slow. The schedule called for us to jog for 5 minutes, walk for 3, jog for 8, walk for 3, and jog for 5.
Dude. The kid did it all and did not complain. Not only that? HE TALKED TO ME THE ENTIRE TIME ABOUT SCHOOL, LIFE AND BASEBALL.
Shut the front door, I kid you not, it's true.
He offered up who he eats lunch with and how he likes his teachers, and what he's excited about and not excited about schoolwise. We re-hashed his Monday night baseball game and talked about what could have been done differently. He gave his opinion on music groups - he is unimpressed by 1Direction and Justin Bieber - and food. For all of that time, he talked to his mother.
I know, I know. This might not happen again for a long time or for ever for that matter. But it was nice. It was nice for one period of time to have my boy talk to me, all while running.