Always on the go
My daughter is seven-and-a-half years old and I still occasionally run with her in the buggy. These days it’s usually a mode of transport to take her the 2km to her Saturday morning swimming lesson. Then I park up the pushchair and do my session solo while she’s in the pool. It’s hard work pushing …
A quiet Sunday, February 2023. My eldest announces she wants to buy a comic with her pocket money. The other two (naturally) jump straight on the bandwagon. I spy an opportunity for a run and tell them they can ride their bikes to the good newsagent in the next town that has a decent stock …
School holidays, October 2022. I am deep in the thick of marathon training. I am also back at work three days a week. The kids are at home with me on the remaining days. I need to fit in a long run of 30+km, but how? 5am? No thanks, too dark. I try the babysitter, …
Spring 2022. I consider having a go at running a marathon with the buggy. Do I hand-on-heart 100% truly believe this is in the utmost best interests of my small daughter? No, I do not. I am plunged into a moral quagmire. As a mother, should my every move be dictated by my kids’ needs? …
A weekday morning, some years ago now. I dropped the older two off at school, with DD, then still a baby, already fed and snuggled in the running buggy. Unusually for me, we set off for our run straight from the school gates. A few kilometres in and I started to need a wee. I …