This week’s mileage:
It finally happened. On early Thursday morning, while I was trying to get out my 12 mile run, I was attacked by a dog. Actually, there were two of them. About 3.5 miles in, I saw the two white devils standing on the back patio of a townhouse, and I had a feeling in my gut that there was going to be trouble. I was running on the side of the road when two little fluffy shih tzus came running out at me. It was like my little compression shorts had awakened a prey instinct deep within their little black souls. It looked very much like this:
One tried to bite my leg while the other just barked at me. The owner was nowhere to be found. At first, I just stuck out my leg, and the aggressive one just tried to bite my shoe. When I realized that an owner wasn’t going to come and relieve me, I got out my teacher voice, and sternly stated, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.”
At first, the little brat looked confused and started in again, so I said it again, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.” After that, they both just stood staring at me in the street. The meeker of the two looked at the bratty one like, “What do we do now?” I firmly with my big bulging teacher eyes, “GO HOME.” Well, they didn’t go home, but they did get back on the grass by the street. The owner was still not around. It looked like the owner might just let the dogs out the back door to go potty without a restraint and without watching them.
I wondered if anyone had heard me whip out my teacher voice in the middle of the street at 6am, but then I realized it doesn’t matter. Here’s to the teacher voice and knowing when to use it!
I’m recovering from my leg procedure. I had laser ablation on my saphenous vein. The other leg was done two years ago. Here is what it looks like today:
I’ll be back in spin class on Monday and back on the treadmill on Tuesday or Wednesday!
I’m going the distance with the Alzheimer’s Association ALZ Stars®, a program to advance the care, support and research efforts of the Association.
Currently, more than 5 million Americans have Alzheimer’s and that number is expected to grow to as many as 16 million by 2050. Our future is at risk unless we can find a way to change the course of this disease.
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This year, I am running in honor of my grandpa, Merle Willson, who is currently living with Alzheimer’s disease. He no longer remembers who I am, but I would like to recognize all of the hard work he has invested in our family throughout the years beginning well before I was born. His hard work on the farm cleared the path for my mom to go to college, which turned into the opportunity for my brother and me to become college graduates as well. His generosity and work ethic through the decades are his legacy, and they will echo into the future long after his time. He may not remember, but we always will. Thank you Grandpa!
I would also like to recognize Grandma Willson who has become Grandpa’s primary caretaker. Thanks for taking care of Grandpa! You rock!
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