I’ve blogged before about the oxymoron that
is the Fun Run. Last year I did four of them and this year I’ve done the sum
total of none. I’m quite comfortable with that.
Last year, we took the kids and went with
some other friends to do the City to Surf in Sydney. It’s just over 14kms. My
partner pushed our disabled son, the then 11 year old pushed the then 4 year
old while I ran. We had a great weekend. My surrogate daughter, Frankie, lives
in Sydney and came to babysit on the Friday night while we grown ups went to
dinner at the very fine restaurant Icebergs in Bondi. She joined us for family dinner the next night and the run on Sunday.
My friends Jen and Craig ran a great time
of about an hour twenty. I was happy with my time of an hour 28.
We recently went to Jen and Craig’s farm
for a really lovely weekend. The 12 year old and I decided to go for a run on the Sunday
morning. We asked Jen if she wanted to come, but she declined (it was extremely cold.)
‘Can Jen run?’ asked our smallest one.
‘Oh yes. She’s a better runner than me,’ I
replied.
‘That’s because she’s lighter than you!’
Hmmmm. Yes, quite possibly.
2 comments:
Is smallest one doing the comedy at the school production next week? Maybe I will see you there. JB
Indeed she is and yes, we will be there! Up the back. I booked the tickets on the day after they were released and all those new and not-worn-out mums beat me to the punch for seats up the front! MWWx
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