#1: I went running and immediately my stomach went sour. I was 3 miles in and had to leave a couple "presents" behind the bushes, if you know what I mean. I had no choice. I figured it was good fertilzer for the city.
#2: My toenail that turn black and blue and died during my January marathon finally fell off in the middle of Emma's piano practice. I had it beside the computer all day so I could take a picture and post it on the blog next to the naked place where the toenail used to be. Unfortunately I did some dusting today (not a common occurrence around here) and must have misplaced it. I think the dog ate it.
Tomorrow is the Bolder Boulder 10K in Boulder (duh!). Last year Sam, 10 at the time, ran it with Ken and I. He managed to run the whole thing in 66 minutes, which I thought was pretty great for a ten year old. He wants to run again this year and he and I are going to try to get him in under an hour. I say try because I think this is an almost unattainable goal for him. I do tell him, however, when you're running you always need a goal and the bigger the better. If you don't reach it, it's okay as long as you give it 100 percent. Shoot for the stars and see what happens. You might surprise yourself.
Emma, 8 years old, will be making her 10K debut tomorrow. She has run a couple 5Ks and a two miler, but nothing near the six miles. I expect she and Ken will be doing quite a bit of walking/running. I am just glad she is getting out there.
The Bolder Boulder is one of the biggest races in the country hosting 55,000+ runners. It is something everyone should experience in their lifetime. The accomplishment the kids feel when they run into the CU stadium at the end of the race is pretty phenomenal.
My question is: I know lots of you don't have kids, but lots of you do. Regardless, what are your thoughts on kids and racing? Do you think it's good/healthy or child abuse?