It's a race series that has a 'Munchkin' level for kids. And at least 100 kids within a few years of Van's age were there, so it's a pretty neat deal. I think we ran about 1.5 - 2K. We did the untimed, so we're not in the results.
I thought it was great, but I love running and for me of course it was easy.
He definitely wasn't like, 'MOM I love this!"
At times during the run he complained, said he needed water, that he wanted to stop and that his legs were tired.
I tried to motivate him by imagining we were cheetahs, telling him he was strong and could do it, and convincing him that in a race is a time we try our hardest.
Ideally he would learn that 'hard work is fun' like dad taught us. But I'm not sure if this is the way to teach that. Really I'm not sure. Maybe this was a great life experience and he'll remember it as a time when he conquered something that was hard when he didn't think he could do it. Maybe he'll remember that he loved the competition of it and be proud of how well he performed. Or maybe this experience will just make him decide that he hates running.
I think he was proud when he was done. He definitely liked that he got hot chocolate afterwards. I'll have to interview him later today and see if he has any reflections on it.
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