Go, you chicken fat, go away!

I tried not to take a nap yesterday.  It just happened!  So I went to bed late.  Watched a movie on Netflix called the Boy.  I think that's the name.  It had that girl from the Walking Dead.  It was decent.  I've seen similar movies, so it wasn't too scary.  Anyway, I got up a little after 7am, and it was quite hot out.  I decided to just do one loop today and make it a recovery run.  My legs are a little bit sore from Saturday, but not too bad.

I dozed off on the couch last night.  Not for long, but whenever I do that I find it hard to go back to sleep once I've crawled into my bed.  I finally fell asleep after 1am, but I still managed to get up shortly after 6am.  I wanted to get done before 7am because that's what time we wake up Emily for school.  Today is the first day of school.  She's a 6th grader now.  Queen of the elementary.  When I turned south on the RWCD Canal road I could see a man with his dog up the way.  When I got closer the man got a hold of the dog's leash and waited until I had run past.  Not long after that I hear the man yelling, "Roxy!  Get back here!"  I realized the dog was chasing me.  I'm not afraid of dogs so I just kept running.  I looked at it out of the corner of my eye and it got to about 10 feet away from me and stopped.  It turned around and starting heading back towards its owner.  He said, "Bad dog!"  Then he started yelling at it again because it had turned back around and started chasing me again.  The same thing happened.  It got to 10 feet away and stopped.  The dog looked like a wimp anyway.

I woke up at 5am and got out before the sun was up.  We had another nasty wind storm last night, but there have been awesome lightning shows for the past two nights, also.  The temperature was manageable.  There were some clouds, so I'm not sure the exact time the sun broke the horizon, but I'm guessing 5:85am was pretty close.  It made for a beautiful sunrise.  I see a lot more runners than I usually do.  I guess they know something about getting up early that I don't.  My pace was the fastest it's been so far this year, and I wasn't really trying.  So that's good.  Still not under 10 min/mile, but I'll get there.  I think.