In addition to Thanksgiving feast, there was family. Norak has been diligently training for our princess half marathon; she has her printed Runner’s World Smart Coach schedule handy all the time. On Sunday she asked me to join during her long 7 mile run. I was pooped but could not say no. This was her first attempt at 7. It was super windy and cool — she borrowed my fave Nike thumb-hole hoodie. I have got to dress this woman.
Since I typically run with Andrew, I am familiar with being the catcher-upper, aka the follower. I felt tempted to lead when running with Norak but I let her set the pace – this wasn’t my training run. I was floored. She kept between and 8:30 – 9:00 min pace. Right?! We walked around every mile for a minute, but after a short break she was right back settling in her pace. All said, she netted a 10 minute mile. Now we have some things to work on, such as her scuttle trot, but she is going to make one fine princess.
It was kind of fun running with my mom and also trying to set pace with her, felt different. I was pleasantly surprised. Can’t wait to sneak in more training runs with her. I am rethinking finding a running buddy.
Something else I’m sneaking – these little baby pumpkin pies. Even better being chilled. I am out of whipped cream, please send reinforcements.
Have you ever had a parent do something that you had no idea they were capable of doing?