Just got back from a night run. Showered, gatoraded and about to resume watching Downton Abbey. Hello, Jimmy Kent!
Tonight's run was great. I felt good despite starting off slow, I ended up "getting" my 10 minute/mile pace by the end, so I was happy. I did have a few unusual occurrences. The first of which involved me getting spooked a bit.
But, I'm getting ahead of myself (expressions are weird, aren't they?) - that sounds like I'm having an out of body experience, when I really mean my story is getting ahead of itself. Anyway, I often encounter wildlife on my runs - frogs, lizards, squirrels, rabbits, opossums, raccoons, armadillos, vultures, turtles, sandhill cranes, and I've even had an alligator on the sidewalk directly in front of me. Now, I know it was probably a raccoon tonight, but whatever it was made enough racket in the bushes that I thought it was something much larger. I was definitely looking over my shoulder. After all, there have been a few black bears within an 8-mile radius of my apartment. Needless to say, I thought how ironic it would be to get dragged off by a Florida panther (that's a mountain lion/puma/catamount/cougar for those of you not from Florida who decided to name a mountain lion a panther and confuse the world's population forever as illustrated by when someone says, "Look at that black panther," and the genius in the rooms says, "There's no such thing as a panther," and then someone from Florida pipes in with, "We have Florida panthers!"). But I digress...it would be fairly ironic to get dragged off by an Endangered Species while I'm training for a race to save another.
As if worrying about my imminent death and dismemberment wasn't enough, with half a mile to go, I wiped the sweat off my eyelid and took out a contact. Miraculously, since I am on a budget after all - well ... "budget" - I was able to catch it in my hand (it fell out slowly) and carried it all the way home. Boy, am I blind! I eventually closed the contact-less eye and ran the rest of the way like that, but gee wilickers! I cannot see very well at all without assistance. Maybe it's time for Lasik.
Despite my troubles, I enjoyed the run. I think I saw two cars - well, I know I saw the cars, I think there were two - the whole time I was out there...54 minutes.
Almost time for bed...but let's see what the Dowager Countess is doing first.
Tonight's run was great. I felt good despite starting off slow, I ended up "getting" my 10 minute/mile pace by the end, so I was happy. I did have a few unusual occurrences. The first of which involved me getting spooked a bit.
But, I'm getting ahead of myself (expressions are weird, aren't they?) - that sounds like I'm having an out of body experience, when I really mean my story is getting ahead of itself. Anyway, I often encounter wildlife on my runs - frogs, lizards, squirrels, rabbits, opossums, raccoons, armadillos, vultures, turtles, sandhill cranes, and I've even had an alligator on the sidewalk directly in front of me. Now, I know it was probably a raccoon tonight, but whatever it was made enough racket in the bushes that I thought it was something much larger. I was definitely looking over my shoulder. After all, there have been a few black bears within an 8-mile radius of my apartment. Needless to say, I thought how ironic it would be to get dragged off by a Florida panther (that's a mountain lion/puma/catamount/cougar for those of you not from Florida who decided to name a mountain lion a panther and confuse the world's population forever as illustrated by when someone says, "Look at that black panther," and the genius in the rooms says, "There's no such thing as a panther," and then someone from Florida pipes in with, "We have Florida panthers!"). But I digress...it would be fairly ironic to get dragged off by an Endangered Species while I'm training for a race to save another.
As if worrying about my imminent death and dismemberment wasn't enough, with half a mile to go, I wiped the sweat off my eyelid and took out a contact. Miraculously, since I am on a budget after all - well ... "budget" - I was able to catch it in my hand (it fell out slowly) and carried it all the way home. Boy, am I blind! I eventually closed the contact-less eye and ran the rest of the way like that, but gee wilickers! I cannot see very well at all without assistance. Maybe it's time for Lasik.
Despite my troubles, I enjoyed the run. I think I saw two cars - well, I know I saw the cars, I think there were two - the whole time I was out there...54 minutes.
Almost time for bed...but let's see what the Dowager Countess is doing first.
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