So, I've mentioned Caleb took his first steps a few weeks ago, and I briefly referred to him as walking in yesterday's post, but since it's pretty big time DUDE stuff, I figured I should devote a moment to noting his progress:
He's wobbly, for sure, and still crawling the majority of the time (that's the locomotion he knows; right now, walking is just a novelty), but he's making big "strides." In another few weeks, I bet he's proficient, and he'll be toddling all over the place. Lord save me.
So, while he spent July perfecting the art of this new business we keep getting all excited about, I spent the month streaking. 31 days of running. 132 total miles. My highest monthly mileage so far this year. I plan to continue on with the streak for awhile now; although, I don't have a definitive plan for it. Right now, I'm just streakin' till I can't streak no more!
And, of course, I'm working toward that 50 mile week I have planned. This week, 40 miles are the goal, and so far I'm track with two 6 milers in the books on Monday and Tuesday (one was entirely on the treadmill -- I think I deserve gold stars for having the mental fortitude to endure that hour's tedium), and I plan to execute today's 6 miler this evening. So far, so good!