Its been a couple of crazy days around the house. My wife has been working her night shifts at the hospital and the kids have colds that keep them from day care. Since I get sick time and she doesn't really, I'm the one who gets to stay home and wipe noses and dish out toddler cough medicine. While they were napping, (including my wife) I was able to sneak out for a 30 minute run. The time limit was enough motivation to get me through 4+ miles at a respectable pace and the weather was only mildly miserable but tolerable enough to wear shorts and a long sleeve-T. I was again reminded of how pleasant running can be when things feel good and you are in reasonably decent shape. Well, "good" is relative, since my calves/shins are still learning the running thing again I only had minimum soreness. I planned to soak them in a bucket of snow and water but the little girl woke up and crashed the icey party. I got about two minutes in the ice anyway... enough to cause me to reconsider the ice thing for now.