Last night Jerry and I went for a run together: I made him swear, before we went, that he was gonna run with me and not just leave me in the dust. He swore, but his own condition was that he wanted to bring the Garmin along.
The run went fine, and it was nice to have someone to run with, but in the end, I had to learn the truth about our digits: 33:29 for a 3 miler. That's an average, according to Garmin, of 11:08/mile. I figured I was going about that slow as of late, but seeing it in actual, digital numbers kinda made me feel like poo.
Oh well, I'd better roll with it right? Because I'm likely to only get slower as Norah grows bigger!