Go, you chicken fat, go away!

It was dark out when I started.  But not too dark.  There were lots of pretty girls out running.  At least I assume they were.  It was dark.
 

I didn't run yesterday and I regret it.  I saw some of my locals post on Facebook that they got sprinkled on and saw rainbows.  Oh well.

I've been listening to Audiobooks lately on YouTube.  So far I've listened to 1984, Crime and Punishment, Animal Farm, Lord of the Flies, The Great Gatsby, That Evening Sun, and now Catcher in the Rye.  I've read 1984, Animal Farm, and Catcher in the Rye before.  All in high school, so it's been a while.  I remember parts of Catcher in the Rye.  I remembered that there were F words in it.  But I didn't remember that there were so many other swear words.  I mean, there were thousands of them!  Still, I listened to it. 

Since I was getting close to the end, I had an hour to go, but I listen on 1.75x speed, I decided to listen while I was running.  I don't trust that my headphones will stay in my ears while I'm running so I just held my phone close to my ear and turned the volume all the way up.  I saw the Schumacher's walking toward me.  I paused it in case they wanted to talk.  We just said said hello to each other.  I had to pause it two other times when approaching Brown and University because the traffic was too loud for me to hear.  Anyway, the real reason I'm saying all this is because on the way back to my house I was running by this sweet old lady I see a lot.  She waved at me and I back at her.  Just then, the narrator said b@$&@*d.  Loud and clear.  I'm sure she heard it.  I won't be able to look her in the eyes anymore.

I can't remember exactly what was going on during the day, but by the end of the day neither me nor Vickie had gone for a run or anything.  She crawled into bed at 10:45pm, and I said, "Do you want to go on a midnight hike?"  She was like, "When?"  I was like, "Right now!"  So she threw her shoes back on and off we went.  All we did was walk up the RWCD Canal up to McDowell Road and back.  We got our headlamps, but we never used them because the moon was pretty bright.  That's not entirely true.  Occasionally I would turn mine on to search for animals.  We heard an owl as we were walking between Adobe and Brown.  But I couldn't see it.  After we crossed Brown and were heading toward Greenfield I turned around and saw a light behind us.  It turned out to be a couple of guys on mini ATV's.  We crossed Greenfield and were heading towards McKellips.  I heard some rustling in the leaves next to the wall.  I turned on my light and it was a skunk!  Luckily it kept its distance, but I kept the light on it until it turned the corner and scampered off into the orange grove.  We crossed McKellips and heard another owl.  I turned on my light and pointed it at the top of the power poles.  I couldn't see anything, but it looked like there was something big in the path ahead of us.  It was so big that I thought it was just my eyes playing tricks on me.  But I realized it was an RWCD zanjero truck.  Oh yeah.  Those were the days.  Finding a nice quiet place to park and take a nap.  Hey, it's a 12 hour shift, and as the week goes on, you start to get exhausted.  I can't blame him.  We walked by the passenger windown and I could see him shuffling around to get comfortable.  Or maybe he was waking up.  I didn't see the owls.  We finally made it to McDowell and it was 10 minutes before midnight.  Vickie was wearing her workout outfit, and I was wearing regular clothes and my running shoes.  I was getting uncomfortable with the sweat in my nether regions, but I didn't think much of it.  We turned around and headed back.  The zanjero truck was now gone.  We had gone a mile and a half since last seeing it, but I didn't hear or see it move.  Anyway, we could still hear the owl and I shined my light again, and this time we saw the owl.  And another owl.  And another.  There were three sitting on top of the electric pole.  Hindsight, we probably saw them the first time, but didn't realize it.  We thought they were part of the pole.  But we could see that none of the other poles were like that.  So that was fun.  Three owls and one skunk.  We made it back home a few minutes before 1am.  I sat on the toilet and looked down at my panties.  They were stained with blood.  I showed them to my daughters and told them I was on my period.