However, every now and then, a woman's gotta do what a woman's gotta do. One of the sons is in training. Since I've obviously got all day to spare and obviously looked in need of a hobby, I've been appointed chief cheerleader. I would say trainer, but all I know about running is "pick your knees up" "move your feet faster" and "suck it up". I believe the "suck it up" bit refers to the pain.
Said son needs to run 2.4K in 11 mins 33 secs. This distance and speed will be instantly recognisable to many :) Now here's the problem. He's done it on a gym treadmill. But out there on the track ... it's a different story. He is missing this time by seconds, but a miss is as good as a mile.
As my fellow cheerleaders know, singing when they're winning is easy. A great cheerleader has to pick up the loser, dust 'em down and get 'em to try all over again. And hope that the next time they try, they succeed ...
... if only for the sake of my own sanity.
All tips on running gratefully accepted!