This year was the first year the kids actually walked the City to Surf. In previous years, the City to Surf walk took a different form of physical challenge from “push the kids for 4kms” to “baby bjorn the baby for 4kms” 🙂
The first major hurdle was getting the kids up in time for the actual event! A late Saturday night did not help at all! Note to self – sleep early the night before a City to Surf. The frustrating thing was that on Saturday morning, the kids all awoke really early for some unknown reason. That weekly body clock thing amazes me.
So, for a get there by 9am for 9.45am start, we managed to find a car park at 9.55am.
When we got to the starting point, we looked out for other people from my workplace, but it seemed that many other companies had chosen red as their T-shirt colour! So much for that idea!
We eventually got going and the kids were quite enthusiastic for the first few hundred metres, doing little sprints for fun. But before the first drink stop, I started hearing the dreaded “How much longer?” and “Are we there yet?”
The first drink stop was a relief for our 9yo. However, I think we brought her up too well – she insisted on not wasting water by finishing every drop of water in the cup, and then she didn’t want to throw the paper cup onto the floor as it was littering!! I was going “Just take a few sips and throw it away so we don’t have to carry it!”, but no… she continued to carry and sip the water for the next few hundred metres or so.
About half way through, our 7yo started getting tired.. tired as in “need to be carried” tired! Wifey tried to carry her for a while, but this was not going to work for the whole walk. Eventually, I got her distracted by playing the “name game” with her for the last 2kms. So if anyone heard us reeling of names end to end, that was us! Andrew – Wendy – Yasmin – Natasha – Alexandra – Alex – Xavier – Rachel – Laura – etc!!
All was well until she asked what was at the end of the walk. I accidentally replied that there would be a sort of a party and rides to keep her motivated. And then the question I should have seen coming came up – “can I get fairy floss?”. Yep, the question reverberated on for the last 500m, up to the finish line, past the finish line, and until… and until we couldn’t actually locate any fairy floss! Oh well, it distracted her to the finish line.
Looking back, the hour or so of walking wasn’t too bad in the end. I’m sure we walked many times more that in Disneyland! The kids got their medal, we donated to charity and we got out of the house early on a Sunday! To round it off, we spent 40 minutes waiting for the bus and the trip back to the car. So now we pack away our company T-shirts until next year.