We tried to take the boys to junior parkrun at Tilgate. They are like running about, I’ve often thought that Rufus must have the “always run” setting that you get in FPSs on. They ran from the car to the start line (despite our efforts to slow them down). As we got closer to the start, Miles got more anxious, perhaps the crowds, perhaps the perceived pressure of expectation. By the time the race started, he wouldn’t run at all. Rufus did about 50m with Holly, then he gave up too. We headed to the playground (they ran there of course) then came home via brunch at Harvester.
I’m pretty sure that Miles isn’t deliberately being a pain in the arse. He really does get distressed. It happens quite often that he winds himself up about something insignificant.