Let Them Eat Cake!

Happy July 4th! You know what that means...a 3-day weekend, family, fireworks, and you guessed it...an excuse to eat a piece of oh-so-wonderful cake! It's got fruit so that makes it healthier, right?

You can see just how excited I was about this rare treat:
We spent the fourth hanging out with family, watching Landon run and talk (wow, he is getting so big!) and just relaxing. But before I did all that, I woke up at 5:30 a.m. and did 3.25 miles. It was still so hot and muggy, even when the sun wasn't up! I still had to walk the last mile or so but I had an amazing revelation while doing this particular morning workout. Here it is:
Some people are natural runners. Some people are born to run. My husband is one of these people. I am not. And, with this whole new outlook I'm trying to have on things, instead of getting down in the dumps because I'm not a natural runner, I look at the bright side: I may not have inherited any running genes, but power-walking genes, I did! My mom is the world's fastest, most awesomely superhuman power-walker ever! She was born to power-walk, and I think these genes she has passed on to me are totally going to come in handy in January. Heck, I jog so slow, that I could probably power-walk the whole thing faster. But I'm remaining optimistic and hopefully I'll reach a new plateau here soon with the running.

And, just for grins, here's the picture of the week. I was riding in the backseat with my main man Landon the other day and just like it was the most natural thing ever, he crossed his legs and sat back in his seat to relax. Too funny! And I love his little feet and toes!