This morning as I was getting ready for my run, Benjamin begged me to let him wear his "running shoes." I didn't want to take the time to put socks on him, but it seemed to be VERY important to him, so I did it. Not far into my run, Benjamin wanted to know if he could get out and run with me. I brushed him off, but he continued to ask, so about a mile away from home I got him out and he ran with me. It was so cute to see him sprinting along with me in his pajamas and "running shoes"! He actually did better than I thought. I had to slow up a little bit, and after awhile he got tired and got back in the stroller. I thought that would be the end, but about a minute later, he was begging to get out again. So we ran like that all the way home, with him getting back in the stroller for a minute whenever he got tired. He probably ran a half of a mile or more! It's good to see that the second generation of Dastrup runners is well on its way! That means that I can retire before long, right?
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