A Niece, a run, and a wedding...

This week Santa sent me a new princess. My niece was born on Thursday at 1:02 am. Which means no run other than Monday. I knew I was going to pay for it on Saturday. And I did! I went 10 miles on a taper before Houston. 13 days! I cannot believe it. It was 38 degrees when we started and I couldn't feel my hands or rear. My bottle had soap suds still in it so my Gatorade was sudsy and gross tasting. I sucked wind the last 2 miles. I need to speed up...only after Houston. My favorite band director got married today. Congrats! The stairs (3o of them) up to the reception was killer!