Running With a Nephew

Was in Georgia this week to see my brother, and on Monday I ran with my nephew. He's been doing cross country but hadn't run in a month. My dad had mapped out a course on their property, which is probably five acres or so. They said the route was a half-mile, but on my GPS it came out at .37 the first two times, .40 the third, and .39 the last. My nephew took off fast and later told me his motivation was to stay in front of me. Overall we ran a little over 1.5 miles, with a break after the first two laps. It was a cool day and I probably should have worn my mittens as it grew close to sundown. That was the only day we ran since he didn't want to on Tuesday. Something about being tired from the day before...