I ran six miles after work this evening. With three solid weeks of training under my belt, my legs actually felt pretty good. The problem was my stomach did not. I've been eating a lot of beans lately. While they're easy to prepare and taste good, there is a price to be paid—namely, gastrointestinal distress. But that's probably more than you wanted to know.

I didn't run at all over the weekend because I was too busy organizing or recovering from Angie's birthday party. It was a good time, and I think we've never had more people inside the house. We've certainly never had more babies. At one point, there were seven at once. I think we had nine babies over in total.

Speaking of babies, the Little Dude turned five months old on Friday. He's cuter than ever.