With apologies to Nia Vardalos (we are HUGE fans, by the way) - we have decided to save up for a marathon in Athens in 2012. Between now and then we'll be running half marathons (and an occasional full marathon) in the continental US and saving our money for the big trip to Greece!
Saturday, January 1, 2011
First Run of 2011
First run of the year today - it's in the 50's here, and raining, but the rain slacked off enough to let me get five miles in. I was wearing capris - capris, people! That's how warm it was! It felt fantastic out there - just a light drizzle. Funny, a rainy 50-degree day in the fall feels unpleasantly chilly, but a rainy, 50-degree day in January is a nice respite from the cold. It's all about perspective, I guess!
I was on the last mile, when I heard someone shouting and I felt something cold on the back of my left calf. I jumped, and looked around - it was just my buddy, Chief, coming up and putting his cold little nose on my leg. Chief really wants to be a runner. I feel Chief's pain, because I really want to be a runner, too, but if you look at me you can tell I am entirely unsuited to it. Chief has a similar problem. You see, Chief is a Basset Hound.
Chief looks exactly like this - image courtesy of Google.
And every time I run past Chief's house, he tries to join me on the run. The dog loves me, what can I say? He's always so incredibly happy to see me and to run with me! One day I was running with my iPod and poor Chief followed me for an entiremile before I realized what he was doing. And I had to turn around and take him home, and he really didn't find the second mile nearly as much fun as the first had been!
Luckily, today Chief's dad noticed him and tried to head him off at the pass. It didn't work, of course - Chief still came and played with me for a couple of minutes before I convinced him to go home. So, my run time was two or three minutes longer than the actual run, because I didn't pause the Garmin. But it's impossible to get upset with Chief, even if he interrupts a particularly good run. Tell me, could you be angry with this face?
Look at those eyes!
This is one of the hazards of running in the country, I guess. At least we don't have any aggressive dogs in the area. And, being a dog person, I really don't mind a dog coming to say hello. I'll just do my best to avoid running off with him!