So we are out running on Saturday morning, on our long run… One of the guys in the group is ill. See he has an 11.75 month old and he alleges that he is now sick because his child coughed on him, or because he had to change his diaper… One or the other, or something like that… So anyway, Smitty the guy in question, is on medication for his illness, but still decided to run with us… Relax the illness is a cold or the flu or something... Unless it is hayfever. In which case, doctors have found a remedy that does not require medication. I'm just saying.
Three of the guys take off and are maybe 50 feet ahead of Smitty, some other guy and me. Two of the guys are wearing compression shorts (bike shorts) and the other is wearing tights… Nothing like pale white runner’s legs the first weekend of April… Oddly, this detail is actually part of the story!
We are maybe 4.5 miles into this 13 mile run, and Smitty is laboring. Actually, that is kind off a stupid detail. We are running, of course we are laboring! So we are moving along and Smitty looks ahead and observes:
“Hey that lady ahead is walking two golden labs!” This while looking ahead at the three guys ahead of him… I guess you had to be there…
13 or so miles… A pretty good run that included hills by the lake… Oh yeah, we almost had a truck incident. Some nozzle was annoyed that he had to wait fifteen seconds before he could complete his turn... He squawked his tires, I yelled at him... The guys wanted to see a showdown... i would have debacled the guy...
Short post today!
Don’t forget to thank the volunteers.
Rico
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