Record as I Am

Not that we forgot, but its amazing to think that Nicholas is already one year old.  I'll try to stay away from any cliche in regards to father hood and how quickly children grow up.  A little over one year ago, when he was born, I could not have anticipated how he'd change my life, even though I knew he would.

When you're expecting parents, time seems to move in lurches, fast at times, and then really slow at others.  You're days are measured in weeks until term, not months.

Patty and I have a deal to run the Cherry Blossom 10 miler together, and another race in Wisconsin in reciprocity. She ran 3.1 miles this morning. Today I ran, according to my treadmill, for 32 minutes, 2.3 miles, and burned 400 calories. Next run is Thursday.

One of the first things I've noticed as a new father is how sensitive I am again to time passing.  After graduating college, my has not been measured in discrete chunks of time like semesters, nor have there been regular events like summer/fall/spring breaks to look forward to as a break in my schedule.