Go, you chicken fat, go away!

Today's run consisted of wrapping up a couple of RebBox movies, Paul Blart Mall Cop 2 and Avengers: Age of Ultron, in a WalMart baggy and running to WalMart to return them.  I kept a nice slow pace on the way there so as to not get too sweaty.  My legs were sore today.  It was about one and three quarter miles to get there.  I decided to go straight to the canal from WalMart because I've done that route before, and I knew it was right around 4 miles.  On the way back the sun was shining off the water in the Canal and blinding me.  (I always capitalize canal when referring to the RWCD Canal.  It's kinda like capitalizing god when you're talking about Heavenly Father.)  Speaking of God and the Canal, my thoughts were led to my son who checked himself into the hospital last night as he was having suicidal thoughts.  As strained as our relationship has been, I have had him working for me since June.  Guess he won't be coming in for a couple of days.  The most important thing is that he gets better.

Happy Thanksgiving!  First thing this morning I went with my daughter to the neighbor's house whom we were to care for their two dogs and one cat while they were gone on vacation.  Well, I went there yesterday so he could show me where all there food was and stuff.  One of the dogs did not look well.  He thought it must've eaten a mushroom or something.  This morning it was dead.  That's right.  DEAD.  We're the worst pet sitters ever.  I felt bad because I wanted to go check on it last night, but I ran out of time before I had to leave for the Suns game.  So, I called my neighbor and broke him the news.  He drove back and later I helped him load him so that he could take him back to where they were vacationing and bury him. 

After the dog discovery, I went running.  When I got to Brown Road, I saw my home teaching companion's mother.  I stopped to talk to her and we ended up walking a mile down the canal.  The nice thing was my GPS tracked my mileage, but I paused it while I was walking.  So it shows a 6 min/mi pace.

It was almost cold this morning.  49º.  And by morning I mean 11am.  I went to bed about 2am this morning and woke up at 8am.  I laid in bed with my wife and daughter for a while.  Then got up about 9am.  I finally installed Windows 10 on my computer last night, so we'll see how that goes.  I was messing around with it this morning making sure everything still works.  Then I played a few games.  Then I went out to run.  I was wearing shorts and T-shirt as usual.  I warmed up pretty fast, then it felt great.  From the other side of the Floodway I could see Sis. Sanders again.  She was talking to a lady.  I ran half a mile all the way around and waved to her.  She stopped me and we ended up walking together again for 3/4 of a mile.  She's a sweet old lady, but I might need to start avoiding her.  LOL.  That stands for little old lady.