Yesterday I found myself down one husband and one car, and in charge of the kids. Luckily it was a lovely sunny day, and I took Robbie and Emma out on their bikes.
I ran along with them, and as Emma went from a confidence-lacking wobble to a happy zoom, my running became a kind of fartlek session.
I stopped constantly but then would suddenly have to sprint to catch them up.
We went along the cycle path (the Cuckoo Trail), as far as a tea-room and craft centre, where we stopped to refuel and play.
In total I only ran 3.3 miles, but it was better than nothing, and it was great fun!