Nate and I are going to run the Turkey Trot 5k on Thanksgiving Day. Nate has the build of a runner, and a very natural form. We started running before football earlier in the year to get in shape and went out yesterday for a run on one of his off-practice days.
I wanted to run a 5k course with him to see what kind of shape he was in, figuring we'd run and walk some. We set out at an 8 min/mile pace and never stopped (except for five seconds to tie his shoe, after which he sped up so that his avg time wouldn't reflect the pause). Nate has great form, and I couldn't believe the kind of shape he's in from football. I know they work the boys hard, but was amazed at how far he went based on most of what the team does is sprinting.
As we got onto our block, he took off ahead of me at a sprint. I'm by no means fast, but I should be able to keep up with my 12 year old, or at least catch him, since I run a lot. Nope. He smoked me. I'm so impressed at the sheer will-power Nate shows with the stuff he does - refusing failure as an option.