August 11th, 2014 – 3.30 Mile Run

The continued prayer is, “Lord keep me focused. Keep my mind stayed on You. Help me to bring You praise. I know You believe in me. Please help me in my unbelief. Amen.”

This was just a regular Maintenance Run, except I got to take my BIG Boy with me!!!! It was so fun!!!

For me…. Not Him.

He’s grounded. I won’t go into the details out of respect for my little man, but it was enough to generate some residual consequences and repercussions!

Usually this means he has to go running with Mom! Mom *loves* having Jordan as a running partner. He really is the greatest. I have a mad crush on him and for the moment, I’m faster than him, so he stays with me the whole time.

One day very soon, he will overtake me and I will be thrilled to pieces. But for now, I have to slow my roll pretty significantly if we’re going to actually run “together”.

Anyway, he hated it. It took us an hour to complete the 3.30 Mile loop. I had to wait for him to catch up many times. During those times, to keep my heart rate up, I would dance to whatever jam was being pumped into my brain.

But then when he caught up to me, he had to dance vigorously with me for at least 60 seconds. Often longer. He had to shake the hips, raise at least one hand and sing at least one refrain… Loudly.

We sang “Hungry Like The Wolf” by Duran Duran, “Roar” by Katie Perry, “Kokomo” by The Beach Boys and a myriad of Michael Jackson Tunes.

And we don’t live in out in the country. We live in the decidedly middle-class bedroom community of Simi Valley, where people walk their dogs, ride their bikes, visit parks and run on the streets. So we had an audience for most of our performances.

It. Was. AWESOME!!!

His humiliation was just so….. Delicious!!!

Don’t get me wrong, I want my son to behave properly in all situations, but if he’s going to act a fool when he is away from home, then he’s just going to have to dance with his Mom on street corners. It’s unlikely that I’ll ever get tired of it.

And the lesson is: “If you don’t behave in school, instead of making your own rules, you will spend the rest of your life being told what to do. And sometimes it’ll be humiliating.”


That is solid parenting! I love my boy!!!