An Uncle on Father's Day

Well it finally happened, as of about 2 months ago I am an uncle. As a biased member of a very close family, I truly believe that this baby boy is very cute. Of course most everyone believes that any baby related to them is cute, but we have all seen some ugly babies. So some people must be mistaken, not me of course. So most of the herd came to my parent's house to enjoy a BBQ and see the newest addition to the family. Now we all have spent many evenings visited the cute little one, but any additional chances to see the little screamer we all jump at. Surprisingly, I was the only one willing to deal with him when he was crying. I find that this is the best time to carry the devil, as no one can blame me for the crying and if he settles down, I am a miracle worker.
I love when i am successful at calming him, it is like taming some wild ferocious beast with the only injuries I could sustain being pierced ear drums and vomit stained clothing. I avoided the pierced eardrums but not the vomit. The only disturbing part of the vomit was realizing that it consisted of milk from my sister's breasts. Back to the psychologist for me I guess. Anyways. . . since I was spending the day at the parents I had to be sure to get up a little earlier to get in my run. It was an 8 mile day and it went fairly well. I finished the first 5 miles at a record pace feeling little to no fatigue, then I hit a wall and was forced to walk for a few moments. This gave me the chance to look around and enjoy the forest preserve around me. Tiny little toads or frogs (I did not look too close) about the size of my pinky fingers nail were crossing the pass near a small quagmire(sp?). There were also several multi-colored birds singing away and very few people. This allowed me to remove my shirt again. It is amazing how self-conscious I am about showing my belly. I hope that this training will evoke some superhuman sense of pride within me, but time will tell.
As I finished my run I headed back to my car excited with the knowledge that I could still probably squeeze in another 2 or 3 mile. But, I will stay with Hal Higdon's plan for now. I am not sure if I will be able to stick with it this week as I have a few dinner meetings and I doubt I will find time to sneak to the gym over lunch. In hope of doing such I think I will pack my bag tonight and maybe even pre-set the coffee pot to facilitate a punctual departure in the morning. That is all for now, I do wonder if anyone is reading this. For some reason I have not told anyone about this blog yet.