Fynn Accidentally Runs in a 25 Mile Marathon!

Okay, so he didn't actually run 25 miles- he ran 3 miles. Non-stop, except to draw Jupiter, and Saturn, and to get a drink of water.

It was a beautiful Sunday a couple weeks ago, and we wanted to enjoy the sunshine, what with the weather being what it's been (nothing but rain, rain rain).

Fynn thought he wanted to make a scale model of the Solar System from our house to Old Town, and he wanted to run there, because he's been into running lately. We would stop where the orbits of the different planets would be and draw their respective pictures with sidewalk chalk. The rest of us would take bikes, and there's a seat on the back of Rico's bike that Fynn can hop on whenever he gets tired. So off we went.

Of course, the first few planets are very close to the sun, which was at our house. After Jupiter, we were in for the long haul. As we rode and ran down Vine street, we found ourselves in the middle of a marathon. It was kind of cool. Fynn was just goin' and goin' (like the Energizer Bunny) and other people were running along side of us. Someone said "All he needs is some shorts and some running shoes." (He was clad in Crocs and jeans and a florescent T-shirt.) There were people on the sidelines cheering on the runners. They were cheering Fynn on too. When they saw that kid just running and running, people got really excited. They said "Way to go buddy!" and "Awesome!" and "You're doing great!" and he got some high fives. The whole experience was so positive and uplifting, it was like walking (or running) on air! Finally the finish line was in sight and we veered off since we weren't actually in the marathon. It was very moving, though, to hear that roar of a crowd cheering for the marathoners. I can see now why people want to run ~ because it makes you feel great, like you can do anything, and because you feel so encouraged!

From the finish line we headed over to Lee Martinez Park, where we went on the swings for a long time, and then to DazBog for refreshments. After that Fynn also ran half of the way home before hopping on the bike. Way to go, kiddo!

~Beth