This morning, I was certainly not feeling a run, and a part of me was thinking "streak-schmeak, I don't have to do what I don't wanna!" But, thankfully, such childish inner-whining was trumped by the very nature of the streak itself: Turns out, once something is habitual, it's pretty hard to deviate from routine. Huh. Who wudda thunk it?
So, I got out there and ran my 3 miles with Norah riding along in the stroller. I didn't necessarily like it, but I did it.
Anyhoo, I also promised to try and get a short video of Norah and her amazing new feat: Walking. So, here it is: It's just a few steps, so don't go thinking I'm gonna show her tightrope walking or anything.