Just over six miles tonight. Comfortable, again, like last night if a bit humid.
Was battling some mental demons the entire time, but I settled on a secondary goal of covering at least the six miles. Will go out for a long slow run tomorrow, aiming for maybe 10 miles. That should me in a comfortable striking distance of getting back to 30 miles per week.
Then I can start building up from there.
Little girl's going to be six months old on Monday. I'm excited and at the same time I will admit to being a bit melancholy about how much time has passed already. I'm very excited for when she is a little kid and more interactive, but at the same time I am trying to really savor the time I get with her as a baby. It is hard to describe the feelings, as they contradict each other and pull one in a multitude of directions.