The fog is really thick this morning. Thicker than pea soup even. More like the pea soup from the can before it is heated up, when it falls into the pan all goopy. But less disgusting.
Running in ballet flats is probably a bad idea. I am sure I am going to pay for this. Oh well.
Wow, Shiva really can eat garbage, lunge at other dogs, sniff grass, and run at the same time. Dogs are the best multi-taskers in the world. It’s a good thing they can’t type or humans would be out of work.
I really need to find out the name of the muscle at the back of my thigh. That way when I whine about it on my blog I will sound smart.
Woo hoo! I made it to the end of the block! Go me! Now if only I could stop heaving like my cat with a hairball.
Halifax is way too humid of a city to have so many hills. It’s a conspiracy!
Running with a reactive dog should be an Olympic event.
Ow ow OW ow OW! Ack! There is another runner up ahead! Must. Look. Casual.
I really hate my dog sometimes. Is she even trotting?? This is how slow I am. My dog can walk to keep up with me. Next time I am totally getting a pug.
I could really go for a cheeseburger right now.
That creepy old man is standing on the corner again. Should I cross the road? Would that be rude? Why do I care about being rude? He’s totally going to wave at me, I just know it. Can’t you see I am busy? Why do all Maritimers need to chat with every stranger they see?
In case you missed my post last week, I haven’t lost my mind but I have decided to run the 5K in the Blue Nose Marathon in support of the Nova Scotia SPCA. Amazingly, I am almost halfway to my goal of $500 with several weeks still to go! That makes it all worthwhile.