As I've written about in a previous post, every Tuesday I volunteer at my kids' school, helping oversee John and Daphne's classes running laps around the school. The school, its playgrounds, and its fields take up a large city block, so to run around it is slightly more than a quarter-mile. The ultimate goal is to run at least 26.2 miles by the end of the school year, one schoolyard lap at a time.
It's been rewarding to see how the children have evolved as runners. M., a sweet, freckle-faced girl who used to walk most of the time, now runs at a steady, determined pace. A. and S., bright-eyed best friends, run side by side looking like future members of our mother runner tribe. Daphne does, too, usually sticking with her besties, C. and L. They've gotten so they run way more than they walk, and the gals often pass gaggles of slower boys. (With me egging them on with, "Grrrrrl power!") Then there's my scrappy son, running with any number of girls. Usually chasing them to make them laugh is the only way to get him to run; John's too busy chat-chat-chatting with them. (Can he be an honorary member of the tribe, like Jennifer Lenkner Nobitt's hubby who gave such great training advice this week on our Facebook page?)
Whether it's brilliantly sunny like it was this past week, or overcast and chilly as it was for much of the winter, it never grows old encouraging the kids. I love the individual reactions--it's like cheering from the sidelines of a race course. Some racers respond with a big grin and a shout of thanks, while others are laser-focused on the course or their music. This week, one boy, Dashiell, even stopped to give me a big hug around my legs. It left me nearly speechless, so I could only garble a, "Yay, Dash!" As he peeled off down the sidewalk, he shouted out, "That's why I love my name--my nickname is 'Dash.'"
Which brings us to this week's giveaway: a pair of Merrell Dash Glove minimalist running shoes. These lightweight beauts let your foot move naturally, yet a Vibram outsole provides protection from debris. The winner, chosen by random.org, and her response to what she'd never do again or ever is:
Lisa: "I’m never going white-water rafting, mostly because the water is way too cold for my tastes."
Lisa, the shoes will help you stay warm and sweaty. Please email us at runmother at gmail dot com to let us know your first and last name, mailing address, and shoe size. Gotta dash!