today i went cross-country skiing with carter in tow in his little ski-sled pod. it was great until i realized that i had underestimated the distance of the loop, and that i should have turned around at 30 minutes rather than assume that i was half-way around. at that point i was only 1/3 of the way. carter slept, thank god, because i don't know what i would have done with a cranky toddler behind me for 1.5 hours. i think i could have walked the route faster. i am currently unable to walk, but have absolutely no guilt over sharing carter's mac-n-cheese.