Sunday, June 01, 2008
The Next Generation
Today my daughter and I planned the perfect day. It was already perfect in that we had nothing, absolutely nothing, planned - no meetings, no lessons, no playdates or birthday parties. No obligations at all. Plus, even better for her, her big sister was away at a sleepover so she had all the attention from me. So we made a list in the morning of all the things we could think of to do, and then each prioritized them - first we'd do her number 1 thing, then mine, then her number 2, etc. To my amazement, she wanted to run with me. (She is a weird child - she also wanted to make my bed and clean out my car, both of which we did!) In the late afternoon we finally got to that part of the list, and off we went. She has such a natural stride - she practically kicks her butt with every step. We decided to go to a particular landmark, the town's clock tower, that is exactly 1/2 mile from our house, and back. She ran the whole way, took a short break, and ran most of the way back. Did I mention, she just turned SIX? We had such fun, and she wants to go again. Now I just wish I could teach her to ride her two-wheeler without training wheels - then we could all ride together on the rail trail. Lessons were on today's agenda too, and that did NOT go well!
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4 comments:
Wish I could get my kids to run with me! What a great day you two had. I always love when I get that much time alone with one of mine. Have a super week!
Re: your last post - a workout is a workout is a workout, especially when it involves a mental overcoming negative self-tal;k workout as well!
That sounds like a lovely day, what a good example you are setting :) (BTW does your girl argue with you all the time too? Mine is driving me INSANE)
So great to be out there training with your kids. I love it! :)
I put my neck slits one on each side of the front - imagine a snapshot of the front of your neck divided into fourths, I put it at 1/4 and 3/4. Hope this helps. i've had to do it with two of them, and it made a huge difference in how I felt because I'm a big wussy baby. (not that you are. that's just me.)
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