Yesterday I finally ran the whole 5K distance on my treadmill. Without collapsing a lung or flooding my jogging shorts, I might add. My time was exactly 3 minutes slower than my only official 5K race, which I ran 7 months post baby Helen. I'm 11 1/2 weeks post baby now. I found a neat tool for comparing the two races and future times.
Jack was proud:
And I'm starting another scrap rug. I've been looking forward to this for quite a while; aren't these fabrics awesome? Jason's grandma kept an eye out for doubleknit as she measured donated fabric for a local thrift store. (I paid for it!) The endless cutting of rectangles gets pretty dull, though.