If I come and frantically ring your doorbell at 7 am on a Sunday morning and tell you that your dogs just attacked me and are running loose in the neighborhood and the only reason I didn't get bit was because I screamed until your neighbor came out and then I kicked your dog, DO NOT ask me which ones. Does it look like I know or care?! Put out your cigarette, get your keys and go catch the effers before I run into them again! People who can not keep up with or control their animals should not have the privilege of owning them.
On another note, I'm so loving the Olympics right now. Best time ever to watch these people (especially the runners) live their dreams and accomplish their goals. What a lucky girl I am to have this kind of inspiration at this point in life. It's interesting to watch the different attitudes, too. Some are just grateful to be there at all and so humble and others pouting because they took silver instead of gold. Makes me want to be the kind of person who is just grateful to even be training for a marathon. If I can just make it through training and show up on race day and finish. Even if I have to walk some of it and don't even come close to my goal finish time. Just be proud of myself for doing it. Why is that so hard sometimes? I can't think of a single time that I finished a race and felt completely satisfied. It wasn't a long enough distance or a fast enough time. I hope by November 10th I will have found the secret to being proud of the accomplishment and the effort. K gotta go, the 100 meter finals are on!
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I think the marathon is the kind of race that is impossible to be disappointed in yourself, it's such an accomplishment no matter what. I hope you have that experience! Bummer about the crazy dogs... keep up the great training!
ReplyDeleteThanks Laura! I hope so too! It seems like it would be pretty hard to be disappointed in yourself after all of this as long as you just finish. Hoping to get the experience!
DeleteI kid you not...I got pinned against our 'home' (rv) by two dogs that were ready to eat me. When the owner finally came out after my relentless screams and she was able to finally get them on leashes...I yelled at her, "Your dogs were trying to BITE ME!" She responded, "Which one?" True story.
ReplyDeleteMaybe that's the standard reply for people who like to avoid responsibility. So odd. Hope you guys are enjoying your new journey!!
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