If it weren’t for my aching back, sometimes, I’d be cross country running. Get off that road and head into the bushes. What a great time of year to enjoy the comfortable temperatures, fewer bugs, and leafy trails that Ontario has to offer.
My son has taken to harriers like an otter to water. His top 10 success at his only meet last year has propelled him into daily runs after school, challenging his own time, and his parents, around the 1km block.
He beats his PB every time…and his mother. I’m next.
Run through the forest, son. Run!
Daddy Caddy 