another one down the tubes

People continue to ask me if Maggie is a boy. Even if she is wearing a pink shirt, they always have to make sure: "It's a girl, right?" Well maybe I should put one of these flowers on her head all the time (and no, flowered shirts don't convince people that she is a girl either).



(Yes, that is a foam roller wearing a skirt and scarf in the background).

So we need to go for a 9 month appointment which I have yet to schedule, but I suspect she's going to grow out of her car seat pretty soon which has a limit of 22 lbs. or 29". I guess we could take a tape measure out and see how tall she is but lately it seems like her feet are starting to hang off the edge of the seat. Well, it's a good thing she doesn't sleep in this thing anymore:



Also, I'll admit that she does look like a boy in that outfit. Haha.

So, I didn't run the half marathon today. I was in a state of indecision all week as to whether to run it, switch to doing a 5k, or not run at all. Yesterday, my ankle was feeling sore so I had to admit to myself that racing 13 miles on it would probably be a pretty bad idea. I almost changed my mind this morning but Marlon made me stay home. Which was fortunate, because later on this morning I went out and ran 9 miles slow, during which both ankles were bothering me, and right now the left one is still pretty sore. So back to more cross training this week :(