First Attempt

This afternoon when I returned home from grocery shopping (bane of my existance)I decided to do a "dry run" of my running route. In order to do this I had to make Violet agree to ride in the jogging stroller. Violet thinks that the jogging stroller is the 5th circle of hell. I don't know why but when she sees that big blue thing come wheeling out of the garage her eyes get big and she starts saying, "Nnnnnnooooooo Nnnnnoooooo". I don't know if it's because the wheels are huge or if it's because the first time she rode in it a spider dropped down onto her head and I had a bit of a freak out, ...either way...she doesn't like that thing. *for the record the spider was really big and scraggly looking and it landed on my babies head...what followed was an arms flailing, hysterical screaming dance by me...which to a baby is probably more frighetning than the spider.
After many promises by me of "it's going to be ok, it will be fun!" I talked her into it. I got her all strapped in and we were off. What I didn't realize though is that I didn't quite have her strapped in and as we rounded the corner of the first stretch I noticed a wee little foot hanging dangerously close to the front spokes of the stroller. The straps that I thought were tightened had become loosy goosy and Ms. Violet was on her way down fast. ACK! So, I went to quickly stop and save her from slipping out of the stroller and I tripped on one of Farmer City's finest uneven sidewalks. Tripped head first and went sailing into Mrs. Vance's cute little cacti that live on the corner of her yard. I don't think they are so cute anymore. After going head first into them I'm going to say that I honestly find them down right unfriendly.
Violet was dangling from the stroller so I brushed off my pain (cacti in the eye) and saved her.
I looked at her. She looked at me. We called it a day.
It was just a dry run after all...