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child riding a woom bicycleTREVOR RAAB I can see the appeal of a treadmill—truly. As the parent of a small human, I recognize the fact that the machine would make it so much easier to get in mileage when I’m the only adult in charge. But, I love running outside, no matter the season. So much so that I like to say “rain or sweat, you’re gonna get wet” to my running buddies who grumble about bad weather. Thus, I have resorted to the time honored methods of running with children: jogging stroller first, graduating to a bicycle.
My daughter is now 10 years old and growing like a sunflower—she can share shoes with her mother; make it stop!—but she’s still a little kid. That becomes shockingly clear every time we head out for a run together, her atop a bike with 24-inch wheels—she’s due for an upgrade very soon. Again, make it stop!
For example, today she was wobbling all over the lane of the road despite repeated shouts from me to get to the edge because a car was coming up on us. (More gray hair for me.) Later, she veered off the path and thundered over a pile of jagged rocks. (Immediate fear of being murdered by my wife should something happen to those teeth that have already undergone orthodontic work.)
But it’s the car drivers that worry me most—not my own easily distracted kid. As the headline to this article gives away, we had a close call because some dumbass banged a U-turn.  child riding a woom bicycleTREVOR RAAB I can see the appeal of a treadmill—truly. As the parent of a small human, I recognize the fact that the machine would make it so much easier to get in mileage when I’m the only adult in charge. But, I love running outside, no matter the season. So much so that I like to say “rain or sweat, you’re gonna get wet” to my running buddies who grumble about bad weather. Thus, I have resorted to the time honored methods of running with children: jogging stroller first, graduating to a bicycle.
My daughter is now 10 years old and growing like a sunflower—she can share shoes with her mother; make it stop!—but she’s still a little kid. That becomes shockingly clear every time we head out for a run together, her atop a bike with 24-inch wheels—she’s due for an upgrade very soon. Again, make it stop!
For example, today she was wobbling all over the lane of the road despite repeated shouts from me to get to the edge because a car was coming up on us. (More gray hair for me.) Later, she veered off the path and thundered over a pile of jagged rocks. (Immediate fear of being murdered by my wife should something happen to those teeth that have already undergone orthodontic work.)
But it’s the car drivers that worry me most—not my own easily distracted kid. As the headline to this article gives away, we had a close call because some dumbass banged a U-turn. |
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