Sydney Marathon weekend.
Saturday morning: the 5km with Carlo and Skyler - my 11-year-old, running beside her dad. There is no cooler moment as a parent than watching your kid choose their own start line.
Sunday morning: Raven runs the full marathon. My son. Twenty year old! 42.2 kilometres!!! What a feat. Proud is an understatement - a world major while we're at it.
The boy who walked those 5 km loops beside me during lockdown. Who trained beside me for my first half at twenty. Who's been a huge part of this brand - every step of the way.
Season One ends here.
Not because the running stops. Because this is where the whole story lands.