Jonathan and I are running and running. Jonathan more than I. He was mad this morning because he only got an 8 minute mile on his 3 mile run. Boo hoo, I said. I am loving it when I can make it my two miles in 20 minutes! I'm pretty proud of my non-running legs to get that far. Jonathan did go 6 miles on Saturday--that boy can run. Jonathan and I both got new running shoes, too. After examining mine, which I have had for a few years, I decided new ones would be a good idea, too. I can't believe that I am doing this, either. Never could comprehend why people would put their bodies through this torture. Not sure that I still understand that. Best of luck to all in your training! Thanks for supporting our family.