What a weekend! It’s not often you get to combine two passions, but this past Sunday I got to do just that at the Run for the Kids.

On a serious note, anyone with kids will feel the special connection you feel for the incredible work done at The Royal Children’s Hospital. It was a privilege to run and raise funds for such a vital institution that does so much for families.

Now, for the race itself. The plan was simple: a nice, even paced run, sticking together with my good mate Stu. This well-thought-out strategy lasted approximately 30 seconds before Stu decided he had spent quite enough time with me and majestically sailed off into the sunrise.

You can imagine my sheer delight when I saw him again at the 10km mark, and it’s fair to say I showed him the same custom he had shared with me earlier. Needless to say, it was great to see him again at the finish line, where I did my best to appear fresh and as though if I’d been waiting there for the past 30 minutes.

The day was made all the greater by having my dad on the course running as well. And, as always, we continue to fail to learn the most important lesson: no new things on race day!