Speed-work and the Concrete Slide.
Yesterday I cleverly mixed a family day with my training when we went together to a park. While I was running the kids played in the children's playgrounds within the park.
My wife was with the boys and when I'd finished I found the eldest, the 10 year old, sitting sadly by himself. My wife told me that he wouldn't try the slider and she had been a little angry with him. While we love him dearly he is a wimpy kid and won't do anything that he is uncomfortable with.
In my best father's mode I told him....
"Look I just finished running 1km laps as fast as I could and each one was bloody painful and even though I thought I don't have to do this I could just quit and jog the session I sucked it up and finished knowing that it is only by doing things you don't want/like to do that you grow and get better."
"So get up there and slide down before I show you what it feels like to suffer the real pain of my foot up your arse!"
I know some will think I'm an arse for such rough treatment but I really believe that this lesson learnt early will save him a lot grief in the future and it's a case of being cruel to be kind.
My son did end up grimacing down the slide and I couldn't resist the "You'll thank me for this one day!" to which my wife replied "Mo eee!!" This can be roughly translated as "That's enough already!" (Always accompanied by the rolling of eyes).