Bloody Mess

There are some things I would like to tell you about this picture. Four things specifically. Go ahead, see if you can name them (this is kind of like "Highlights" magazine and having to find the hidden pictures).

1. Yes, I AM ALIVE after my blind running date. She did not abduct me and she did not even try to get to first base. In fact, she was quite pleasant and was exactly what she said she was. Not sure how often we'll run cause we are at different paces and places in our training, but I always enjoy meeting other runners.

2. Yes, that is a bloody sock I am wearing. I did not just come back from wearing these socks to the cafeteria and stepping in a heap of ketchup. Guess my last pedicure didn't get those nails short enough. The only good thing about doing such an f'n hard run this morning was that it took my mind off of the hemorrhaging from my toe.

3. Yes, that is my black cocker spaniel, Lucky, behind me. What you may or may not notice from this angle is that Lucky has three legs. We adopted him this way so I don't know where the other leg is. Sometimes he has phantom leg issues and pretends to be scratching his ear with his stump. It's kind of pathetic, yet at the same time funny. Another thing to know about Lucky is that he always has problems with his little penis sticking out and staying out. That is not clear from this picture, but is the truth. If you'd like more info on this, please visit my off color "other" blog. But please read at your own risk.

4. Yes that is a new running shirt I am wearing from my "Boulder Striders" running club. Here is a picture of my boobs my new shirt (just because I love it).

We had another training run today. People were nicer to me. In fact, I met some really cool folks.

The crappy part about today was running a four mile time trial. I probably would have liked to have sucked that blood out of my toe or looked at Lucky's lipstick all day than endure that. Not to mention that there was one runner who passed me who was grunting SO loudly like she was in SO much pain that I couldn't believe it. I have truly never heard anything like this. And this was at mile one. She wasn't even close to being done. And she did it the entire time. Some older guy walking on the path even commented to his wife that "if it's that hard, she really should stop." I asked one of the coaches if grunting girl was okay and the coach said, "Oh yeah, that's just how she runs."

As for me, I didn't go as fast as I might have wanted:

4 miles: 32:14

Mile 1: 8:12

Mile 2: 8:17

Mile 3: 8:09

Mile 4: 7:40

Avg pace: 8:09

I am proud of myself that I followed directions to "keep something for the end and to finish strong." At least I'm a good direction-follower.

And all this before 8:30 a.m.

How's your day?