A surprise LSD

2016 Oct 01

Run Streak Day 1401

**Warning, I tried to change some of the “salty” language to less offensive terms.  But I ain’t guaranteeing that poop worked.**

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The best part of a post rainy run? Playing with new hair styles.

Went for a 3 mile run and came home with 6.  I am very used to sticking to a rigid training schedule which makes today such an oddity.  I know that, as I slip back into the warm embrace of Mother Running, I need to focus on not overdoing it and getting myself hurt before I even get really started.  But for some reason, when I got to the mile and a half mark, I felt like I would be a kitty cat if I turned around and headed home so soon.  Besides, it was raining and what better way to kick off the new month than to embrace the glory of the heavenly showers that the running gods bestowed upon us?  So yeah, I went for 3 miles before flipping a around and heading back to the house.

Luckily, I brought my handheld water bottle with me. It is something that I know I need to always practice with because the few ounces of fluid I carry during long runs actually strain my delicate shoulders.  So I try to run with the bottle I use at events as much as possible.  I was also taped up with some “Secret Life of Pets” band aides on my nips. I am damn happy I did so.  I guess, in hindsight, I know I wasn’t only going to do 5k.  But in hindsight, I should have let the rest of me know because I didn’t’ use any chafing protection.  And that makes the part of me that knew my plan a dick, because I didn’t realize that I had chafed until I got in the shower. That poop hurt!  Bastards!!!

  • Keep pushing the limits my friends

P.S. – LSD = Long Slow Day, uncase you were wondering 🙂

 

About OxenTrot

During the day, I am a mild mannered desk jockey who helps to manage a large IT company.  At night, I am a family man, who is insanely in love with his wife and a proud daddy to an amazing girl.  But in the pre-dawn hours, as most everyone else is still asleep, I am my alter ego.  During that time, I am: OxenTrot. Ox was a call sign bestowed upon me while I was an active duty United States Marine, mainly in tribute to the fact that I was a major gym rat. After 5 years and three tours of duty, I reentered the civilian world.  My call sign was replaced by my actual name but the Ox still lived inside. As I began to adapt to my new life, I also began to take on new adventures, such as starting a family, getting a “big boy” job and taking on endurance sports.
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