This morning, I ran the Charlottesville Ten Miler with my new running partner – my 13 year old daughter. Forgive the fatherly pride, but she was awesome. When I was 13, I was balking at the 600 yard run that we had to do in gym class for the Presidential Physical Fitness Award (which I never won, by the way). How I wound up with a daughter who can run a 10 mile race at the age of 13, at a 10:46 pace, I don’t know. But I’m sure proud of her!
10 at 13