Go, you chicken fat, go away!

I wanted to kill myself on my run this evening.  Mostly because I couldn't get that song "It's Friday, Friday" out of my head.

I heard this poem today and I liked it - 

have you ever shattered a snow shovel?
have you ever dropped your car keys in two feet of fresh snow?
have you ever had to get our of your driveway using an axe and a rake?
has your "tire pressure low" light ever been on for three weeks straight?
has your engine oil ever turned to the consistency of mayonnaise?
have you ever lost part of your nose due to the elements?
have you ever had a nose bleed strictly because the wind was so cold and dry?
do you have to wear special winter balm on your lips to keep them from splitting open?
have you ever had to wash your eyes out with a boric acid solution because they were so dry and blood shot from the cold wind?
have your knuckles ever started bleeding because your hands were too dry?
have you ever had an ice beard, even though you are a woman?  

I had every intention of running home again from work.  But I tried to do a million things this morning.  I cut my hair.  I missed a nice patch in the back.  I packed my duffel bag.  I checked the fluids in my vehicle.  I scraped the ice off my windshield.  I had to get gas.  I needed to email out the plans I finished last night, and my internet was acting up.  I needed to pack my lunch, but we didn't have anything.  I was running all over the place and ultimately forgot to grab my duffel bag.  I was mad and honked my horn in a school zone.  I got to work on that road rage thing.

Anyway, I suited up when I got home and went out for 7.  I'm running real slow these days, but at least I'm running.  I joined a Del Sol Ragnar team last night.  It should be interesting.  The name leaves something to be desired.  I'm too embarrassed to say what it is.  I shouldn't have committed until I knew what the name was.  Let that be a lesson to you kids.  Funny because two weeks ago I was invited to be on another team.  The problem was I know that this team snuck alcohol in their coffee mugs so they could drink out on the course.  I emailed the team captain and said that as an ambassador for Ragar, I can't knowingly be on a team that's going to break the rules.  I never heard back from them so I joined this other team.

I drove 35 miles round trip just so I could enjoy running up and down my favorite hill.  It was a beautiful day out today.  I even said it many times while I was running.  Out loud.  I started running around 11:30ish am.  It was 62°.  It actually felt a bit on the warm side, but I brought some water with me.  I also brought a chocolate Power Bar and a chocolate Gu.  There were a lot of cyclists out.  But I think there were more people riding on motorcycles.  Good day for a ride, I guess.  I was pretty surprised out how good I felt.  Mind you, I was going as slow as usual, but I knew I'd be able to go the distance even though it's been over four months since I've gone quite that far.  The highlight of the run was getting my very first ever "Good on ya!"