I am a very lucky man – I’ve got an amazing wife and am the father to three wonderful kids. Lylli was born on Halloween in 2008, Gracie was born November 2010 and although she only lived for 17 months, she will remain as much a part of this family as the rest of us, and Mickey Gray, our first son, was born in June of 2012. I’m not going to say that life has gone exactly as I would have wanted, but it is a good life and I am determined to make the best of it.

This blog is an attempt to document my quest to become a dad that my family can be proud of.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Day 1 Run is in the Books

Yesterday, I arrived home from work, to a 3 year old bouncing off the walls.  Carrie was trying one of her new recipes from Pinterest (which should probably be a whole blog post in itself – Because of the things she finds on that site, we’ve never had more delicious meals) – This particular recipe, being a newly found treasure, and first attempt, it caused her initial estimate of a 5:30 mealtime to look like it would be closer to sometime after 6.  Since my scheduled run was a short one (1.5 miles), I saw it as an opportunity to get it checked off my “to do” list before dinner.  Because the 3 year old was in such an energetic mood and so happy to see her daddy, I didn’t feel right leaving her there while Carrie cooked (one handed, I might add, with Gracie on her hip) – I saw it as a good opportunity for some one on one time , so I asked Lylli if she wanted to come with me.  It made me very happy to see how excited she got when I asked, but in the scheme of things it may not have been the best idea to get the most out of my workout.  After finally getting her out the door, and air in the tires of the jogging stroller,  I strapped her in and we headed out – she very much wanted to run too, so I had to promise her that she could get out near the end and run alongside me for the rest of the run – I am still VERY out of shape, I struggled the whole time trying to run and answer the barrage of never ending questions coming from the seat below me – the one most frequently asked being “daddy when can I run too?”  I covered about a mile and a half total (admittedly only running about a mile of it – maybe 1.25 if you count the quarter mile that I ran with Lylli in our final stretch).  We ate dinner and hung out, but eventually my conscience got to me (and probably a little bit of the fact that the contestants on the Biggest Loser are now at that point I dread – all weighing less than I do).  I couldn’t let that run after work be the one to set the tone for this program, so around 9:15, I headed out for another short run (just over a mile).  I’d like to say it was a quick one, but I’m struggling – at least I covered the mileage that I was supposed to.  I’m very much looking forward to heading over to my buddy Dave’s place after work for a 3 miler.  I know I slow him down with my walking, but I’m getting a little better every time we meet – I’m very thankful that he is so willing to help do this with me.  This year, I will not let him run that race alone.