The cross country season has officially ended and JT’s next sport, wrestling (!), doesn’t officially begin practice until November 30. However, the team (which seems to be as much a cult as a sport) has decided to have some early morning runs to get in the spirit of things.
To be honest, I cheerfully agreed to twice-a-week 7:15 am runs with the view that they would never last. But it’s week 2 of morning runs and there are a lot of boys out there stretching and otherwise getting ready to make a 2 mile jog down the towpath along the canal that is next to campus.
Last night I told T that 7:15 runs were a damn sight better than midnight trips to the police station, which I suppose nicely sums up my current parenting philosophy. It would also seem to explain why we arrived at school at 7:10 this morning.