No Progress

At this rate, I'll never get there.

Little Jogger number 3 woke up at 2:30 this morning with an upset stomach. I was up with him until about 6, when Mrs. Jogger got up. At that point, I could have gone running, or I could have gone back to bed. I chose bed.

I'm thinking about trying to get out yet this afternoon, but I probably won't. I suppose, since this is a three year journey, one day off won't hurt me.