Nine feels fine.

So Jake and I took a 9 mile trot along the Pacific yesterday. Proof:

We averaged a (wait for it....) 12 minute pace! In my defense...we did have to get out of the stroller a couple times. Once to nurse and later to stare at some big kids on a swing. But other than that we were movin' -- just steam rollin' -- like "eat my dust" like "excuse me, Mr. Cyclist" kinda cruisin'

or not so much

but it was fun.