After months of trying I finally got my son to go run with me. It has been a when since he has run with me. Today when I asked, however, there wasn’t even a complaint. Score 1 for dad!
He stayed ahead of me for much of the run. However, about a mile in his calf started hurting so he walked for a bit. Which gave me plenty of time to catch up, and pass him. But that didn’t last long. I turned off of our route noticing the road, which was normally closed, was open. During my short quarter-mile discovery session. My son had continued his run and was well ahead of me.
We were on the home stretch, when I’d finished my two miles a quarter-mile before he did. A, I began walking and he once again room off ahead of me. As I walked on of our neighbors waved, looked ahead at my son then looked at me and said ” fall g a little behind are we” I laughed and explained that my run was done. To which he laughed and said ”a likely story”. We bid each other good day and separated in laughter.
We ended our run with a .86 mile walk with our dogs around the neighborhood, some yoga stretching, and some fruit and yogurt. Not too shabby dad!
Corey Stokes 
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