Monday, May 27, 2013

Wrong Way At The 5K

My 14 yoa boy Logan took part in a 5K run a couple weeks ago.  He's participated in several before but this one was the largest he's been a part of, with over 2200 participants.  Some were walkers, some were 5Kers, and others were 10Kers.  Me, I was a spectator. 

The event was well organized and you could feel the positive energy.  Logan was in top form and was one of the leaders for the longest time.  Until....

At one point, the 10K runners veered off to one direction and the 5K runners were to go another way.  There were no arrows and a map wasn't available beforehand.  Because he was in the front of the pack, he didn't have much guidance.  I was at the finish line waiting, and waiting, and waiting. 

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Logan crosses the finish line.  Rather than go the 5K route, he took the wrong route towards the end and wound up running more than the required three miles.  Halfway through the 10K route, a lightbulb clicked and he noticed he was off track.  He took a U-turn and finally found his way to the 5K route, making his finishing time way off whack. 

While he was all salty and carrying on about how he could've probably won for his age group, I did what any proper mother would do.  I laughed and laughed some more.  Then I laughed when he was mad about me laughing.  He found no humor in it. 

Logan hardly ever gets mad (I'm a lucky mother that way) and watching him spew about how the finisher's medal he received will only remind him of how poorly he did struck my funny chord.  So, I laughed some more.

Later that day, I put on my parental panties and had a talk with him about it.  He concluded that it really wasn't the end of the world and he enjoyed being a part of it.  Next time, I doubt he takes a wrong way at the 5K.

1 comments:

Masshole Mommy said...

Awww, but at least he finished and that's what is important!! LOL. I would have laughed, too :)