Go, you chicken fat, go away!

3 mile recovery run.  So Friday we saw this pigeon out in the road with its wings spread out struggling to move.  Then the car in the lane next to us plowed it over and it was like a feather bomb went off.  Saturday I saw a dove in the road while I was running that appeared to have a broken wing.  I felt bad for it, but you know, circle of life and everything.  Then today as I was running along the canal bank I swear a dove was trying to commit suicide by laying across the Union Burtific RR tracks.  I didn't see it in the shadow of a tree at first, but when I got close to it, it was staring right at me not moving.  I swerved around it, and it waddled away.  What's wrong with these birds?  Maybe they have bird flu.

Time - 27:23 (avg. pace 9:08)

Splits - 9:07, 9:02, 9:14

I went to some uncharted territory for me this morning.  I did not like the new route, and I'll tell you why.  At the corner of Gilbert and Broadway I had to run past the day laborers.  I know they were checking me out.  Those pervs.  Then a half a mile later this lady made a left hand turn without stopping for me.  I yelled at her and let her know that she wasn't a very good driver.  Then a half mile later this guy made an illegal right hand turn.  There are two signs posted that say NO TURN ON RED.  I yelled at him three times, but he still turned.  What a ghetto.

Time - 1:02:19 (avg. pace 8:29)

Splits - 8:20, 8:26, 6:58 (surge), 9:03, 8:48, 8:53, 8:52, 2:59

Make sure to congratulate Nan on her 2nd place finish at the 15k National Championships.

1.66 miles!  Game on Britta!  

I didn't have a whole lot of time to go running today.  But I've been feeding my sister in law's dogs while they're on vacation.  So, that's at least a mile.  But part of my 1.66 miles was from last night.  I added the two short runs together to make one, well, still short run, but better than nothing.  

Last night I did my first volunteer shift on my way to new shoes.  It was the first Third Thursday adventure run put on by Tempe Road Runner Sports.  I got to camp out by me lonesome (did that sound Irish?) and hand out raffle tickets to the runners.  I was the secret checkpoint location that you only know where it is when you follow them on Facebook.  It was fun.

Time - 14:02 (avg. pace 8:27)

So I've got some friends on Facebook.  You know the kind that only accepted my friend request out of pity?  Oh, is that just me?  Anyway, I heard they were going on a group run this morning, so I invited myself.  I think they ditched me.  South Mountain is a big area, so maybe I just went to the wrong meeting location.  I'd like to think that, but just ask RAD.  I'm a creeper.  

There was a sign at the beginning of the trail.  It said that we would be seeing a lot of little flags on the trail today.  They are to mark dog poop. I guess they're really trying to crack down on people cleaning up after their dogs.  You know, it's just not healthy for the environment.  I don't think they made it a quarter mile before they ran out of flags.  On the way back I counted them.  82.