Go, you chicken fat, go away!

I just got back from taking my daughter to college.  BYU Idaho in Rexburg.  It was cold.  But at least we drove a brand new Ford Mustang back.  Speaking of back, my back is feeling better.  If it wasn't for that darned trip, I would have been running sooner.  I was only going to run 0.64 miles to get my shoes up to 800 miles, but then I thought that would be dumb.  I thought about bringing a pair of shoes to change in to, but that would have been even dumber.  But I usually do dumb stuff like that just to be silly.  Maybe I'm getting more mature now that I have kids in college. 

So, while we were gone, there was a bit of rain.  We missed it right as we pulled out of town.  But it was back this morning.  It wasn't raining when I left to go on my run.  Here's a picture.

I was just going to run one loop, which would have been slightly under a mile and a half.  But when I got to the RWCD Canal, I saw some headlights up 3/4 of a mile.  Knowing that it is the dryup/low flow period, I figured some of my old coworkers would be out on the canal doing some maintenance.

There were three guys working on putting some sand bags around one of the gates so they could change it out, Flint, Stephen, and a new guy.  I talked to them for a while.  I could also see another truck  about a half mile up the way.  I asked them who was up there.  They told me and it started to sprinkle.  I told them I didn't want to go up there since I hadn't even planned on going this far.  They told me to get my @$$ up there.  I guess I didn't have a choice.  I ran up there and saw Charlie, Mosiah, Milton, and Greg's son.  We talked a little, but it wasn't too long before the sprinkles turned in to a steady downpour.  I told them it was great seeing them, but I needed to get going.  I was about a mile away from home at this point.  I turned around and went home.  The rain wasn't too bad.  In fact, it felt kinda good.  So now I have an extra 2.53 miles on my shoes that are officially retired.  Well, until the next mud run or whatever.

It was cold this morning.  My fingers are having a hard time typing right now.  But still, I wore shorts and a T-shirt.  Not a cloud in the sky.  And it's been cloudy for a week now.  I saw Stephen, one of the zanjeros that trained me.  We talked for a while about my brother-in-law's nasty divorce.  Then Charlie showed up.  They're still changing the canal gates out.  So I'll probably see them tomorrow, too.  My knee hurt a couple of times when I was going uphill.  I hope it's just soreness from not running for a long time.

20.9 miles on a bicycle with my BIL.

27.7 miles on a bicycle with my BIL.

Had to run and errand this morning so I took it literally.  I wore my orange shirt, shorts, and compression socks.  Needless to say, they did not match my shoes.  I knew this would be a lot longer than what I'm used to, but after riding almost 28 miles on a bike yesterday, I thought I was up for the task.  I just paced myself real slow.  I was running along the streets which is something I've gotten out of the habit of doing.  Glen Frey's Take it Easy was appropriately going through my head.  At one point I saw three dead birds and thought, "What the...?"  Then I looked up and saw I was under some electric lines.  When I got to my destination a man told me I was fast.  He said he saw me way down the street.  I wonder how he knew it was me?  I assured him that I was not running fast.  I headed home and it was mostly downhill.  The last mile had a little uphill and was certainly the hardest.  I made it, though.  My Body Glide failed me.

Just a little run to loosen up the legs.

Went running with my Ragnar team this morning.  We went down the canal and back in my old neighborhood.  Everybody quit before the 6 mile mark :(
 

Nothing too interesting about this run.  I did see two male doves doing a dance-off for an on-looking female.  And one brave hummingbird that sat on a branch of a bush as I ran by.