Happy Thanksgiving everybody! And congrats to all those who competed in a Turkety Trot today. Inside Out held an 8k this morning, but I know there are plenty of Turkey runs all over the country. So wherever you participated in your turkey run at, I hope you had a great run and a good time.
Me? Well, I had my own Turkey Trot today consisting of a 2k endurance swim and lift, then meeting Alicia out at Umstead for a single track 14 mile run. I tried to convince Bri to come with us, but her and Marty both were running the Inside Out Turkey Trot. Come on! Who needs prizes and money when you can run with the Ali(cia)sha’s??? hehehehehehe We make any run way more entertaining, believe me. And you know what, if you don’t believe me then you’ll just have to come out for a training session with us and you’ll see for yourself.
The trails were pretty wet today from all the rain we had over the past few days, so the creeks we normally cross on the runs were more like rivers. In other words… there was no avoiding getting your feet wet. At first I was trying to avoid getting my fet wet and stay out of the mud puddles. There was one “river” crossing that you had to get both of your feet wet. That was what did me in. Alicia skipped right on thru, getting her feet wet. I whimpered a little bit on the other side of the bank, my dry feet not wanting to get wet just quite yet. I was at the point of no return… my feet were going to be wet the rest of the run. (oh well, I am a Lion, can you blame a cat for not wanting to get in water?? hehe) Once my feet were wet though it was all over. I ran thru every puddle and mud hole afterwards. “Whatever,” I’d think to myslef, “already wet and muddy so a little more isn’t going to hurt.” And then of course I start to like running through the puddles and streams… a complete 180 from the start of the run. Hmm, so there’s some logic for you, or lack there of… you choose which.
Joe met us out on the trails with our dog Symba a little over halfway thru our run. Symba trotted along, his little brown tail just wagging away. Symba is always so happy when he gets to run… and then he gets tired. hehe, It’s really cute. He starts every run darting around and looping circles chasing all sorts of things, but he fades fast. Pretty soon he goes from running circles to running just a little bit ahead of you… then he is running right in front of you where you are almost stepping on him… then he is running beside you… but only for a moment… then he is running right behind you on your heels… and then… all of a sudden… WHOOSH… he’s 50ft behind you dragging along for dear life, his little legs moving just as much as they have to in order to keep moving forward and his tounge hanging down halfway to the ground. Needless to say, Symba sleeps very well the rest of the day after his runs with Joe and me.
Now it’s time for me to drag down the Christmas lights and dust off the decorations in our attic. We’ll get our tree this weekend while we’re up in the mountains visiting my parents.
Eat lots of turkey and pie, and enjoy the time with family and friends.










