My son asked to RUN with me for the 1st time...I'm so proud!

My 8 year old son went running with me for the first time today, at least first time beyond a block or two. He held in there for a couple of miles. Naturally, I am VERY proud of him and found that it sort of change the whole "lens" from which this blog was created...I certainly wasn't coming up with much in the line of brainstorms, but I DID form a bond with my son on this important occassion that I'll never forget...so the thought of the day is to cherish each day and whatever surprise it may throw at you...my running partner and I will update you again after our next big hill work out!