Roosevelt and his legendary Rough Riders on San Juan Hill.
Charles "Charlie" Dixon Baddorf at 8 weeks.
Luckily I planned for some of the commotion (I had a nine months notice on the whole baby thing.) I also knew that I would have a busy selling season regardless of what brands I worked with as a Sales Rep. So during this time I definitely expected a slow down in my running and that is what happened. I paced some friends during the St. Jude Marathon in Memphis (which got some nice coverage in the local media) and trained whenever I could until baby Charlie arrived. In the early days of my son's life there wasn't much running done by this BaddRunner. We also happened to have a lot of rotten weather which didn't help the matter either. Eventually though I began to climb back in the saddle. Charlie slowly began to develop a routine and I was able to follow suit and find time to lace up my Mizunos (insert product placement here.)
BaddRunner on far right on the local news after St. Jude Half Marathon
Rockin' the Mizuno jersey on the far left in the local paper
One day soon I'll probably climb aboard the Pain Train and enter a local race to test the ole fitness level. I'll also start pushing Charlie in the running stroller once he is big enough and that will have its own benefits and challenges I'm sure. Not too long after that the weather in Memphis will become so hot that the idea of improving one's fitness seems insane. My goal then will be to maintain and hope that I don't die from dehydration. Right now I'm just going to take it one run at a time, be thankful for the blessings that I've received and hope that I'm officially on the way out of My Crowded Hour.