After a fun-filled week and a half of beach and family, we are home. I ran 8 times at the beach, covering 24 miles and setting a PR in the mile. Little Man fell in love with all things ocean and, if asked, can tell you all about the amazing rides on the Ocean City Boardwalk. He and I did one of those spinning, up-and-down, vomit-inducing rides. He started spinning us and the 100-pound weight difference between us did the rest; we spent the entire ride revolving at breakneck speed. He giggled, yelled happily, and smiled. I just yelled and held onto his little wrists for dear life. I held on so tight that I was surprised that he didn't have bruises this morning. He was slippery!
In January I pledged to run 1,000 miles this year. As of July 12, I have run 381.4 miles. I can safely say that I will not make my goal at this rate, so I am changing it to 800. This will still require some work, because I have more than half to go. I have to run an average of 76 miles per month for the next 5.5 months. Can I do it? Sure. Will I do it? Gosh, I hope so. It doesn't have to be fast or pretty, but I want to make my goal. I really do.
Looking back, I've completed a lot of goals already this year. I have set personal records in the mile, the 5k, and the marathon. I plan to run the Cannonball Half in October and the Greensboro Gobbler in November, and I really want to finally run a 10k. There's a great one in September... we'll see.