This evening when I got home from work, I had the best surprise at home - the boys in full blown fits of happiness. When I walked in the boys were both strumming the guitar with Matt. When the music died down (aka, the boys wandered off), they play play played. And then Coley started running ... and running ... and running. He ran 50 (yes, Matt counted) laps around the living room giving Matt a high five on each lap and curling up in fits of laughter. He was having SO much fun running!
Right now I'm reading a book called "Born to Run" which is amazing. The author explores what makes the world's greatest runners and one highlight is some of the fastest are those who run for the love of running (not the fame/money). Fun fact from the book: "Every year more than 90 percent of the female runners come home with a buckle (from Leadville, an incredibly hard ultra), while 50 percent of the men come up with an excuse." Hm... :)