It was running a mile, so that's why we're in Foo.
My wife signed me up with my son to do a one mile run. There was a 5K going in parallel, so the 1 mile run was mostly 6-8 yr olds and a smattering of parents.
At the word "Go" the kids sprinted. And this sucks because apparently kids can sprint for like 600 yds up hill.
At about 1/2 mile, I caught up to my son who was running very smoothly and lightly. I on the other hand was puffing like a locomotive. And he never really slowed down from there. He even pulled away from me in the last 30yds to legitimately beat me across the line in about 9.5 minutes (probably front quarter or third of the field). 5 minutes later, he's running up and down the last hill cheering other people on.
Never felt so proud to be spanked in a race.