They’ve tried cross-country and running clubs. They get started, attend a few times—and then they quit. It’s not fun, they’re too hungry, too hot, too bored; they want to read, they want to go home.

This summer, I heard about something new: a kids half marathon challenge. They’d commit to running 13.1 miles over the month of September. Given past experience I knew I was imagining something that was unrealistic, and yet I saw it this way: Us going for every-other-daily one-mile runs in the crisp morning air, starting with run/walk combos, chatting happily. With practice we’d go a little faster, returning home elated and breathless. They’d learn in elementary school what I didn’t discover until college: Running is the best! With their okay, I signed up my two daughters, ages 7 and 9.

We started strong, jogging with occasional walk breaks for two separate 1-mile outings. Then, we hit a snag: My 7-year-old was OVER IT. It turns out she’d only agreed to this whole thing because I’d misspoken and said every finisher would receive a trophy. (Note: evidently, a medal is an infinitely lesser object.) She slowed to a statement-making walk that said, “You have betrayed me, and this whole thing is dumb.”

And then, the wildfire smoke arrived. For 10 days, running outside was off the table. Our next “3 miles” were 1) running, walking, and jump roping in the house, 2) a mile’s worth of dancing, as best as my Garmin could guestimate, and 3) lots of jumping on the trampoline.

At that point, the smoke cleared, but the truth was obvious: Running wasn’t happening. We casually walked the rest of our miles.

Running has made me stronger, eased my anxiety, shown me beautiful things. But running also reminds me what every parent needs to hear sometimes: My kids are not me. And thank goodness for that. My kids love to dance. They love to jump. They’re obsessed with swimming. They circle around and around our living room, leaping from dilapidated couch cushion to wobbly Ikea coffee table. They dash to the neighbor’s tree swing during breaks from virtual learning. They sprint across my bedroom and launch into diving somersaults across the bed. They already know, by instinct, what their bodies love.

During our less-than-perfect half-marathon, we discovered that a tree we’ve been passing by for years is ideal for climbing. Even now that September has ended, we’ve walked there together. My girls have learned to navigate its angled trunk and sturdy branches. I’ve listened to their triumphant whoops and cheerful shrieks as they plot how to climb the highest they’ve ever been and bicker over who gets to sit where. Sometimes I wander near the trunk bored, wishing I’d brought a book. Tree-climbing isn’t something I especially enjoy. But it reminds me of another important thing: Our incredible good fortune. My kids are happy, healthy, and wholly themselves. What else, really, is there?

Sarah Hauge is a writer and editor who lives in Spokane with her husband and two daughters. She wrote about yoga for runners in the previous issue.

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With so many races cancelled due to COVID-19, some creative race directors opted for ‘virtual’ races. The Race Across Tennessee is a popular race founded by Gary Cantrell, the same race director for the Barkley Marathons. Normally, ultramarathoners race the diagonal length of Tennessee, roughly 1,000 kilometers, but this year runners were allowed to document their mileage from wherever they live and share their progress via a website. 

When 11-year-old Abby Eldore, from Priest Lake, learned that her mother was running the GVRAT 1000K, she asked if she could join her. Her mother, Stephanie, notes that “We had already been stuck at home for over a month, and several of our previously scheduled races were all canceled. She asked me what the GVRAT 1000K entailed, and I told her that we’d have to log over 5 miles every single day in order to reach our goal before the deadline. Without batting an eye, she said, ‘I can do that!'” 

A thousand kilometers is a daunting goal for any age, but Abby is a very accomplished runner. She ran the Priest Lake Half Marathon at age 9. She has completed nine half marathons, including the difficult Wy’east Howl Trail Half Marathon that she ran at age 10. Building on the GVRAT success, Abby now has her sights on the Smokechaser 30k race coming up September 12.  

Stephanie recalls, “I have to admit that, at first, I was a little worried that Abby might tire of hitting the trails every single day, rain or shine, to get in our daily miles, but I needn’t have worried.  She is a very determined little person, and never once complained.”

Congratulations Abby!

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