Saturday, March 17, 2007
I admit it, I beat the six-year old.
Start of the St. Patty's Day run. Brrrr. I guess those guys like the cold. It started snowing while we were waiting for the run to begin.
The kid up front is six years old. He was having a difficult time staying on task. He'd stop, and his dad would tell him, "come on, we'll be there soon". When I got up to them, I told the kid that he'd better watch it, or I'd beat him. He started running again, and they stayed ahead, for a little while, but when there was only .05 left to go, I passed them... and stayed ahead. Time for a nap.
The kid up front is six years old. He was having a difficult time staying on task. He'd stop, and his dad would tell him, "come on, we'll be there soon". When I got up to them, I told the kid that he'd better watch it, or I'd beat him. He started running again, and they stayed ahead, for a little while, but when there was only .05 left to go, I passed them... and stayed ahead. Time for a nap.