Today it was 7* outside and snowing lightly, but there wasn’t any wind to speak of so I hit the streets for a run. I think the new arch inserts for my shoes are the culprits behind my strange muscle soreness (up the inside of my lower legs between my calf and shin). Anywhoo, I thought I’d try running without music since my phone battery was low, but four steps into my first run interval, I realized how lame that would be and started some music. Then I ran. And ran. And ran. I ran two miles, and then my music just quit. That’s right. My new friend, the Droid, abandoned me at the hardest part of my run. I kept running, and finished strong. (Well, maybe not strong, but I finished.) That run was the last of the Bridge to 10K week 2. It was my longest run to date (3.6 miles).
Along the way today, something caught my attention. Don’t get me wrong, I notice it on every run, but with no music to distract me, it was even more obvious. Today on the sidewalk, I dodged big dog poop, small dog poop, deer poop, and possibly cat poop (or small dog in need of a diet change…). First of all, who lets their dog poop on the sidewalk?? And why wouldn’t you either pick it up or at least kick it off into the grass? And there’s one woman who takes her 3 huge dogs out to poop along one stretch of fence and doesn’t clean it up. I’ve seen her do it more than once. When the weather is nice, I run faster past there because it smells horrible. At one point, it looked like people had flicked poop over the fence out of their yard. Seriously?? One family has a yellow lab that they take out to the little strip of grass in front of their house between the street and the sidewalk. They don’t clean it up either. I just can’t imagine not cleaning up after your pets. I’m sure none of you are the guilty parties in my neighborhood, but for crying out loud, don’t be “that guy” in your neighborhood either. It’s just gross.
*shooting star* The More You Know…
