I love fall but that also means it's hunting season so I am alone with the boys on the weekends while Seth is away hunting. My treadmill is great for being able to still get a run in before the boys wake up, but if the boys are up, I can usually talk them into running to the closest park with me before breakfast.
The park near our house has a little playground that is perfect for the boys to play on while I run around the path that circles it. I've discovered that one time around is one tenth of a mile so you can imagine how awesome that is. Nearly as interesting as running on the treadmill but with the added fun of hanging onto a leash and trying to convince Ruger that he's having fun.
The boys usually make me stop every time I run past so that they can show me new tricks that they've thought up.
Something called "roadkill" is their newest obsession and involves someone on a swing kicking the other person on the chest while they both scream, "roadkill!" at the top of their lungs.
I'm sure everyone living next to the park really appreciated that at 8:00 on a Saturday morning!