I thought I'd be nice to Chico and let him play outside, and he rolled around in SOMETHING in the backyard until he smelled like death, so he got a bath. After he finally stopped shaking, he took a nap. If only I thought he'd learned his lesson.
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Wednesday, June 25, 2014
.5 miles to go!
I was always an English person, not a math person. I was planning to run 2 miles tomorrow morning to make it to 100 miles for the month, but when I added today's mileage, it turns out I only have .5 miles left! 99.5/100. I could have looped around the park and finished today! (Not that that means I get the rest of the month off!)
I did the loop that Steve normally runs, which we refer to as "the railroad tracks." Here is the graffiti that I laugh at every time I pass it. What do you think it means? Do you think someone is selling drugs???? Subtle. Of course, there's another cryptic message about a mile up the road (in the middle of the road, which is why there isn't a picture) that reads "I am a stoner." I guess I'll never understand what it could possibly mean.
I thought I'd be nice to Chico and let him play outside, and he rolled around in SOMETHING in the backyard until he smelled like death, so he got a bath. After he finally stopped shaking, he took a nap. If only I thought he'd learned his lesson.
I just realized that next week is July 4th week, and I might not be able to get to the gym ALL week between cancelled classes and fireworks and work! Don't worry, I already have my long run scheduled.
I thought I'd be nice to Chico and let him play outside, and he rolled around in SOMETHING in the backyard until he smelled like death, so he got a bath. After he finally stopped shaking, he took a nap. If only I thought he'd learned his lesson.
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