Today, my son took part in the Cardiff 2km Family Fun Run and put in such a confident, mature performance. He beat his race PB by a big margin, but what made me proudest was the way he carried himself and committed to the run. Started in the front line, dead centre. The little fella in grey next to the kid in orange. We regularly head out together for trail runs, and those miles have become some of my favourite time with him. He also sees the work that happens when we aren’t running together. He sees me going to the gym when everyone else is heading to bed, or pulling on my trainers and going out into the dark when it would be much easier to stay home and rest. Kids learn far more from what we consistently do than from what we occasionally tell them. We can talk to them about discipline, perseverance and doing hard things, but those lessons carry more weight when they watch us live them. Train hard, but dad harder. 💪 🔱