Don't Get Skunked

Today was a rough day at the office.  The day back after a long weekend is always hard.  Amen?  And of course I got a case of the "I don't wannas" come 6:00.  But, I picked myself up, reminded myself that it Had been a long day at the office and that running would bring some clarity of mind if nothing else.  So I set out to do 5 or 6 miles; figured I would see how I felt 2.5 in and make the last minute decision. 

So that's just what I did.  I put on some Jack Johnson Pandora radio and took off.  And it *did*feel*good* today.  It felt so good, that even at 3 miles in, I didn't want to turn around.  I just wanted to run.  I just wanted to run the day out and just *Run*, and so I did.  With a view like this, who would want to stop running?

 I ran 7 miles today and it took me an hour and 10 minutes. 

On my way back, I thought about the things I miss.  Like hiking.  I really miss hiking and my hiking buddies.  I miss my girlfriends.  My completely amazing awesome girlfriends that I don't get to see enough of.

What I don't miss are skunks.  Not that I've ever had a true encounter with one before.  Today I came close.  Thank goodness for sweet and observant runner girl coming from the other direction who was stopped in the middle of the trail and was kind enough to point to the side of the trail as I was approaching.  Yes.  Skunk.  I ran like a fairy bouncing on my pinky toe in the grass on the far side of the trail which the skunk was loitering.  I hesitated a few times but kept in mind my nieces expert lessons on tip-toeing.  Whew, I made it.  I hope the rest of the trailgoers passed without incident.  Thank you sweet observant runner girl whoever you are!

My legs were a bit stiff after my long drive home.  But when I opened the door, sweet Lassie kitty was waiting and waiting on me and greeted me with lots of cries for attention.  My sweet girl, another thing I miss.  :)