It was a nice cool morning in the upper 40s. Perfect running weather. I took off hoping to get in at least 10 and possibly 12 if everything felt ok. I seemed to have no soreness from the race and felt really good. My mileage has been inconsistent and I was hoping to get some decent mileage the next few weeks. I resisted the urge to pick up the pace and just kept it easy. I felt so good I ended up going 14 at overall average of 8:13 pace. My thinking was that I was making up for no long run last week. Now I'm kicking myself for running that far right after a race of that distance. About the time I finished up my right hamstring and glute got sore and were sore the rest of the day. At least I didn't pick up the pace on the run. During the run, I went past a camp by the reservoir. I saw a couple of pitbull cross dogs as I went by on my way up. They were eating and didn't appear to ever see me as I ran by and the people were still asleep in the tent. On my way back as I approached, the guy was out taking down the tent. I was looking for him to spot me so he could be ready to control his dogs if needs be but he never saw me. One of the dogs was nearby and saw me this time just after I was past but it didn't bark or pursue so I figured they weren't agressive. As I got a little farther down the lakeshore I saw a couple of young kids fishing with the other dog. There were a lot of trees and brush so they never noticed me until I was quite a ways past. Then this other dog spotted me and took of at a dead run up to the road and then after me. He was not barking so nobody even noticed he was gone. I'm thinking oh great! if this dog is agressive there will be nobody to call him off and the only people within any kind of earshot were little kids. I'm not afraid of dogs for the most part but this situation was getting my adrenaline going. I already had a lot of distance on him and he had a lot of ground to cover so I continued at the pace I was going hoping he would give up and go back. I was starting to look for a big stick or rock and was about to stop and face him as he approached but about then he stopped so I just kept running and he turned and went back. I was probably never in any danger but the unknowns of the situation was a bit spooky.
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