So last night was a rough night, Amber had done her two workout classes, and I ran my 2 miles for the day(more on this later) and then joined her for Pound class before doing the whole nightly bath/bedtime routines. The night started awesome as Mattox requested that Lincoln read to him before bed and started off down the hallway with a couple of goodnights to mom and dad. That went well and then Mattox had a bout of gas issues and was pretty inconsolable for an hour or two before finally falling out at 12:30 or so.
Fast forward to 7:30 this morning and I’m brushing my teeth and i see Mattox walk past the bathroom door carrying his blanket and he looked up at me and simply smiled. Can’t think of a better way to start the day.
So the running, friday night I made a pact (with myself) to run 2 miles a day for 30 days and if I completed the goal I’d buy myself some new golf wedges (still have a major golf addiction this summer) so far I’m 4 days in and it’s gotten easier every day and was down to less than 10 minute miles last night.