D was sick again with his usual coughing stuff (thought the sick season was over) and so I convinced him to let me put him in a stroller and have him go out for a run with me. We haven't done this together in a long time, at least since he could talk, maybe at least 3 years (?).

With a little prodding and a small little bribe (one episode of 'Special Agent Oso' when we get back and a 'Little People race car from Target), I convinced him to go to the North County Trail with me.

At the last second, I threw the iTouch into the stroller as well and the 42 lb D, the 21 lb stroller and myself heading out.

It was completely awesome and one of the best runs I've had in a long time. It just felt so good to be out there and D really seemed to enjoy himself. And I only had to tell him one little fib.

He was insistent that we only go '1 mile' and I knew in his mind that was just arbitrary, he had no ability to determine how long 1 mile was and I knew I wanted to get at least 3 miles in so I just adjusted how long it took us to run '1/2 mile' before turning around (read 1.5 miles).

It was slower than slow, but so much fun.

I couldn't keep thanking him enough for making my day.