Foto Friday

This morning, Norah got up at a time that is more routine for her: 6:30 am. Here she is at breakfast with an expression that seems to suggest, "C'mon, Mom, I'm still in my PJs and haven't combed my hair yet! Give me a break -- you're like the friggin' paparrazzi!" I concede, aside from babies, only celebrities have more flashes going off in front of their faces. Sorry, Norah, but I think your bed-head is cute!

So, with the more normal wake up, Norah and I were able to get out the door for our 3 miler a bit earlier than we have managed the past 2 days.

The half hour or so doesn't really make that much of difference, temperature-wise, but getting out there and back a bit earlier just feels better. Here's Norah, post-run, hydrating:

Yes, she was still in her PJs, but that's her priviledge as the rider instead of the runner. Besides, she doesn't get sweaty and gross like I do:

So, all in all, it was one more run down in the books, which makes for 20 consecutive days of running: One more day left in this streak!

That makes Norah smile.