When I started this blog, I had a singular goal: Take 21 days and form a habit out of running. Here I am more than 2,500 days later, and running has become more than a habit -- that's right -- it's become an addiction. In the course of those 2,500 days, I also got married and had two adorable children. And, I'm still running...
Thursday, December 01, 2011
More Running and 6 Months
The good weather continued this morning, and I got to get in another 3 miler with Caleb in the stroller. Before we left, Jerry filled the air in the BOB's tires -- guess I have a tendency to neglect that! -- and it always amazes me at the difference that makes!
For the 1st 2 miles, I was pushing into the wind, so it was still tough going, despite the comfortable temp and the freshly filled tires. But, for the last mile, I had the wind at my back, and for the first time in a loooooooong time with the stroller, I ran a 9:52 min/mile. For me, that's like a stroller landspeed record!
In other baby news, Caleb is now 6 months!
It seemed that with Norah from 6 months to 1 year, all the milestones started to come like a whirlwind, and I can already see how that will probably be true with Caleb as well. He started solid food:
He doesn't LIKE it, but he did start it. His objection doesn't seem to be the food itself, just the fact that we want to shove it in their with a spoon. He clamps his mouth shut and sticks his tongue out, and is like, "Nope, thanks, I'm good." The only thing he remotely finds acceptable are sweet potatoes.
He's also a Rolley Rollerson who now rolls all over the place. We set him down in one spot, turn our backs, and he's across the room (or, wedged up against a piece of furniture). Norah is funny with him; this morning, she was in the living room with him and I heard her exclaim: "Caleb's rolling over! Good job, Buddy!" I wonder what she'll think in a few months when he's crawling after her.
He's also sitting, with support, really well. Of course, he's REAL tipsy right now, so he'll seem well-balanced, and then ker-plunk! He's face first in the floor! At least with the helmet now, he's got some crash protection.
Reflecting on any age for a child makes it feel as though the time is flying, but I'm honestly like, "Seriously, 6 months? Already? Where has it gone?" I don't even think I've finished his baby book past his delivery...oopsie! That's on my "to-do" over my winter break! :)