The family takes morning runs with the husband pushing a double stroller while the eldest rides a bike and the narrator runs alongside as bike escort. The narrator sometimes sprints to keep pace and sometimes walks backward to coax the daughter forward. Wet roads and heavy humidity made breathing feel difficult, yet the run remained peaceful and pleasant. The family stops to play at a local park before returning home. The children have joined a new family tradition and enjoy outdoor time and routine. The narrator deeply loves running and balances that love alongside commitments to God, family, students, and research, wondering how those other loves are reflected in daily life.
My husband pushed the double stroller with our two younger kids on board. My eldest child rode her bike. My task was bike escort duty, running alongside her for encouragement and traffic monitoring. This meant that my daughter dictated the pace of our trek. Sometimes I sprinted in a futile effort to keep pace with her. Other times, I walked backward, coaxing her forward.
Our kids have officially been inaugurated into a family tradition - the morning run. Most days, they enjoy it as much as we do. They relish the outdoor time and appreciate the predictability of our routine. These morning runs are special to me because I can share the hobby I love with the people I love. Maybe they will end up loving a different sport, art, or activity instead of running. That would be fine with us. Maybe they will love running, too.
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