This is just a quick little update, since I'm at work and have a ton of stuff that I need to do.
Monday's run was pretty nice...although when we pulled into the parking lot on Reeder Road I noticed that the temperature had dropped from the balmy 28 when I left the station to a nippy 22. It makes for an interesting run when you have the severe risk of freezing your nose off. Except for the fact that is was a little chilly, everything was really nice...there were no clouds, no moon, no rotting cow crap aroma, minimal breeze (what little wind that did blow of course was in my face on the way back to the truck) and no one else on the OC&E Trail except Janet. I only went 3.5, but picked up my pace a little bit, so it was a pretty good workout.
I spent most of the run trying to pay attention to what I actually think about when I run, in response to Laurie's inquiry on her running blog (you can find it at LaurieHiggins.blogspot.com.....if anyone outside of my family chances across this one). I don't suppose that was actually fair...because I was trying to think about what I think about all kinds of stuff went through my brain. When I finished I came to the realization that the majority of my thoughts center around how much running sucks!!!
Janet and I ran again last night, and because I need to drop a few more pounds before the final Belly Buster weigh in (tomorrow's the day! :) ) I went 5.5. At one point I actually considered stretching the run out to 6.5, but fortunately came to my senses before the do-or-die turnaround point near Madison, and stayed with my original goal.
Last night's run was pretty uneventful, except that I was attacked by the trailer-trash mongrel that lives near Highway 39. The beast is some kind of inbred German Shepherd/Rottweiler/Collie mix, and has teeth that are approaching 4 inches long. The first time he attacked me I thought I was dealing with a Saber Tooth cat, until I actually saw the size of his body. He probably doesn't weigh more than 30 pounds, and I'm sure that I could tear his head off if I tried, but he's really annoying. He's the kind of dog that's afraid to confront you head on...he lurks underneath his trailer, and then tries to sneak up from behind...a genuine cowardly bastard! I'm sure that if I didn't stop to deal with him he'd sink his teeth in my calf. At any rate, he's a major pain in the butt...those of you who run know that it's not pleasant to break stride to wait for cars or deal with a Wal-Mart shopper's dog.
Other than the rabid dog, the run was really nice. I might actually go again tonight......but then again......
Hey, that's a great idea!! I could use it on people that tried to pass me too...and people that looked like Wal-mart shoppers!
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ReplyDeleteWhile you're doing things you dad would've, why not carry a big heavy chain that you could either use to beat the dog with or, more likely, throw out behind you if your pace gets too fast...
ReplyDeleteI thought about that...but we don't have any firewood to hook to the chain, and the chain by itself wouldn't work very well.
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