Jogging Dad
I want to be Jogging Dad. You know, comes with cute jogging stroller accessory pack.
We've borrowed a jogging stroller from The Excellent Crecca's, and I used it with Nels tonite. I did this two years ago, too; with Sophie. She hated it.
So I though it worth a try for Nels, and he enjoyed it. I did too. We did a modest 15-minute run. It was nice. Too dark, but nice.
Toward the end I got that itchy belly. You know, the kind that comes from extra body jiggling where it's not supposed to. I hope this wears off soon. I've been over 210 lbs for too long now.
When I met Kelly, I was a smart 175. I don't think I'll ever return to that weight, but it's a nice thought. I still have a size 34 waist Dickies pants in my drawer. Before I die, I want to wear them again. Comfortably.
