In the spirit of being a healthy role model for my son I took up running, and so did he.
Well this year it has become apparent that I have created a monster. --read his comments below:
"We had the fitness test in gym today and I did the most laps, 44. My last two hurt because I had a stitch"
Me: "so why didn't you slow down or walk.:
Him: "What do you mean walk? i don't walk."
"my throat hurts, does this mean I will have to miss the run tonight?"
"For every five pieces of Halloween candy I eat I am going to run 1K."
"mom I need to go train, lets go running. I am going to do my first 5K this year."
"I don't care if it is raining I am doing this race!"
"This is important, it will help me in all my other sports."
He is busy planning out training scheudles, routes, distances, the time he wants to have on the runs.
Oh dear Lord what have I done. 
