8 p.m. Jack was sad, so I got him out of his crib and we delivered a few bills. He stayed awake till mile four, but was very quiet. I would ask, "Jack, are you still awake?" He would answer me in his guttural, glottal talk, and we'd visit for a while. He went to sleep nicely when we returned home, thank goodness. I hate listening to the baby "cry it out". I barely kept going after I got the bills dropped off, one mile in. I felt SO sluggish. I've been staying up late watching baseball, and it caught up to me. I promised myself a big chocolate shake if I endured the run. I must be in full marathon mode, because by mile 4 or 5 things felt pretty good. It's weird how it can take so long to warm up. No switchbacks. :( | 