Day 13: I have found my trainer

Don't let the smile fool you, he is one tough partner!

Children just don't know how to stay at one pace. This is perfectly normal. It is the reason we, as adults, marvel at their energy and wish we could bottle it up (maybe become millionaires at the same time).

When I choose to do something physically active with the children I can only move so fast - this includes our morning walks. My eldest is a tad slow for me, my youngest is just right, but my son? Oh my, the child does not know the meaning of slow down.

Normally, I let my son and one of the girls be partners and run ahead (with certain rules so they and other walkers stay safe). I and my other daughter are partners to walk at a more consistent pace.

Today, my son wanted to be my partner. He would not stay with me  no matter how fast I walked. At the end of our walk he confessed that he was trying to get me to run. Running is not in me yet. (I did try a really pathetic jog with my youngest the other day, but lasted less than a minute.)

Since my rule is that partners must stay together, I consistently sped up in that vain attempt of walking with him. My legs were burning, my sides hurt, I was panting and just wanted to sit down. Best walk so far...I am pretty sure that was a "brisk" walk. I think my son is my new personal trainer!