Thoughts I'll never know |
As he stares down the race
corridor, what is he thinking? Is it a long way? Will I run fast? Will other
kids be faster? Why am I still waiting here? Can I go for a ride on
Thomas?
On Sunday my little fella
participated in his first 'run' run. It was the 3 year old race at the
"Run with Thomas" day in Gembrook, Victoria.
"Thomas" is an old
steam train on narrow gauge track, with a Thomas the Tank Engine face mounted
on the front. My little guy was going to run against with Thomas the Tank
Engine.
The little fella loves to run
along the trail behind our house as we walk as a family. He will run up and
down the street to the neighbours down the road, and as all kids do,
round and round the house when we are trying to get organised.
So there we were on Sunday
morning, staring down the 150m corridor that was to be his first fun run. As a
running dad I was offering all sorts of advice - just have fun, run as fast as
you can, don't stop - keep going. Then the parents had to step back and let all
of the kids move to the front. It was a strange feeling moving away and letting
go of all control. I was nervous for him, excited for him and very proud as
well.
He was all smiles - posing for
pictures for the photographers, laughing at the clowns doing warm ups - trying
to do the warm ups and looking at Thomas who was puffing away about 20m to our
left.
The
Fat Controller (oops, Sir Top and Tails now) rang the bell and the
kids were off! Well, most of them were. My little guy just stood where he
was, seemed to take it all in and then decided to run after the field. I
couldn't have been prouder, watching those little legs go and the arms kind of
half hanging by his side, half pumping away as he took off. Watching little
kids run is rather amusing. They all ran in a similar way. When does that
moment happen when just running becomes running?
I was incredibly proud to watch
him run the whole way, to where mum, his sister, the grandparents and
a few of the great-grandparents were waiting for him at the finish.
As I jogged up to the finish
his face was beaming. He was barely out of breath and was telling anyone within
earshot about his running. He was telling them how he beat Thomas, and can we
go for a ride on him, and I'm hungry - what's to eat!
I gave him a high five and
scored an enormous cuddle.
Can we go on Thomas dad? I'm
hungry - what's to eat?
Maybe that's what he was
thinking as we waited at the start about 10 minutes ago. I'll never know.
Earlier I mentioned my
wondering about when kids 'run' as we adults would. His sister was in the 5
year older run and she was determined to win. Her age was against her as she
had just turned 5 in August. The ages were determined by on the day age so some
of the girls were almost 10 months older than her - a big difference in
a child's growth and development.
Mum took her
down to the start and I was on catching duty at the end. As we all waited for
them to round the corner the nerves were high. Suddenly all heads turned as the
kids came into view. There were lots of smiles and a few determined faces. With
a keen dad eye I managed to spot her out, near the front of the field. She was
running well and was clearly second of all the girls. The little lady who won
the race had made that transition from a child running to a little athlete with
great form. She will be a very strong runner.
My little
girl ultimately came second, about 10m behind the winner and about 10m again
from the next lot of girls. She now has that natural lean and quick leg turn
over, but there is still that natural flaying or not flaying of the arms and
her growing legs have a bit of a gangly stride. But you know what? She loves
running and that’s something that can’t really be taught. One day it will all
come together and then I think dad will have to look out, or at least have a
very competitive training partner in about 10 years!
On the treasure hunt! |
Again the
pride displayed on her face was priceless. She was puffing and panting but very
pleased with herself. Of course she wanted to win and we thought there may have
been tears when she was second, but to her credit she took it very well. It’s
amazing what the lure of a Thomas show bag and a picnic in the park can do…. Me, I was as proud as punch for both of them.
To the
organisers of the Run with Thomas day in Gembrook, a big big thank you! Our
children had an absolute blast.
To them the
run was epic, the show bags priceless and searching for Thomas and his friends
in the ‘Treasure hunt’ made for a wonderful day.
So, the next time you grab the watch/gps, music player, pack full of gels, ask yourself do you really need them?
Try just going for a run. Run quickly, go far to slow, go and find out what's around the next corner. Be like your kids or nieces and nephews or the little tackers down the street that just seem to run everywhere.
Cheers for now, Lachie