Oh. I have so much catching up to do. I have race report, training report, And recipes.
But this is just a quick note for posterity, 'cus if I don't post it now I'll forget.
I was out for my long run last night. (Thursday, June 14) 18km. I started out and I felt great. It had been a few weeks since I had a good run. The Bluenose race was a good run.
I was so light on my feet, I had the tunes going ( I actually don't like listening to music usually) I was feeling fantastic.
I got to about the 3k mark and came across a lady walking her two shelties. I saw the dogs. The dogs saw me. The lady saw nothing. As I was making my way out to the road, the dogs started charging and pulled their lead right out of butthead's hand. One of them landed a good chomp in my leg.
I was severely pissed. That dog had just cost me 1100 calories. I was really looking forward to eating them.
The lady was appropriately upset and I walked the 2.5 km home.
Called 811 for advice and then headed for the walk in clinic.
1 tetanus shot, some horse pills and I was home in less than an hour. Still pissed off about the 1100 calories.
I actually went out and finished my run. The beers the next night were awesome.
My collage from the run.
And the bite the next day.
Am I a runner now?