The running grandfather

I'm still managing to run without my head torch so far, even though I'm heading out about 45 minutes before official sunrise these mornings. It's a little on the gloomy side but visibility is still there, but that may change any day.

What has changed, and has added a definite extra spring to my step is that I became a grandfather on Sunday. Gorgeous little Amelie was born to Toby and B after a challenging 36 hours for them.

I have seen Amelie twice now and I managed to have a cuddle with her last night for the first time. Just wonderful!

What has this got to do with running you may ask?

Apart from the extra spring in my step I mentioned earlier, I feel even more lucky to be out there running every morning as a grandfather. I do feel truly blessed.

I'm also aware that my own father missed out on becoming a grandfather by six weeks. He knew he was going to be one but he didn't quite last until the momentous occasion.

I should celebrate by entering another marathon or something equally challenging.

I feel immensely proud to be a grandfather, and prouder still to be a running grandfather!