I have only clocked 15 of my 100 miles, but I'm slowly making my way there. The weather has been a little whacky lately - 45° and raining one day, 75° the next - just in time for me to have committed to trying to log all of my foot miles outdoors. Aside from risking ruining my phone (which has the Strava app) in a surprise deluge, I'm glad the 100-mile challenge is forcing me outside. I'm pretty happy to run just about anywhere, so treadmill miles don't bother me at all, but for this month's miles to "count" they have to be measured via GPS and uploaded to my online profile. Unless I want to run nowhere for 45 minutes, I have to get outside rain, wind or shine. This means getting back to running with my daughter a bit more which has actually been quite fun. Don't get me wrong, she's the best kid ever, I just haven't always looked forward to pushing her chunky toddler butt up hills. As far as how she handles being strapped into the stroller; as long as there's a fun destination or nice scenery, she's a great running partner. The runs are tougher, sure, but it's also nice to relax and back off the pace so that I can chat with her and answer all of her questions about the world around us.