I'm watching the Olympics tonight... and I have to admit, indulging in my favorite event... pairs figure skating! It's so romantic... what girl doesn't want to be twirled and lifted and held by a big strong man whilst spinning across a sheet of ice in coordinating outfits to beautiful music? Really. What could be better? I always make up love stories for the couples on the ice, and replay the love story of Ekaterina Gordeeva and her husband/skating partner Sergei Grinkov. Their story was magical, and watching them skate was just wonderful. Sigh. Guess I'll put on some socks and go slide across my hardwood floors. :)
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Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Dog Days of Running
I’ve been enjoying my runs more and more lately; I’m running a bit longer everyday and enjoying covering more ground. This weekend I went running at Grandmother’s in Chalybeate, KY. My run Saturday morning was beautiful. I enjoyed trading in my seaside views in Okinawa for the rolling green hills and farmland of South-Central Kentucky. Seeing the countryside from a runner’s perspective was a special treat over the Family Reunion Weekend. Until the dogs started biting me.
Yes, you read that correctly; I was bitten by, not one, but two dogs on my Saturday morning run. It was a strange experience for me to feel frightened by a dog, but I was really uneasy with the two mutts circling me and snapping at me as I stopped my run and stood still to let them see that I was not a threat and try to get them to go away. Standing still didn’t work. They just kept breaking their circle and nipping at my ankles. Thankfully, no blood was drawn and the owner eventually got them back under control, but still. I have teeth mark bruises on my left ankle and am in no hurry to try that running route again!
In a funny twist that could only be found in Southern Kentucky, I found out post-run that I’m actually related to the owner of the mean doggies. When I told Aunt Jane about the incident and where it occurred, she realized that we are cousins of the people who live there! (She also called over to make sure that the dogs are up to date on their shots; they are – I will not have to worry about bringing rabies to Okinawa!)
In the meantime, I‘ll keep running but will avoid unleashed dogs at all costs! Suddenly Gabe looks like a Very Good Boy!
Yes, you read that correctly; I was bitten by, not one, but two dogs on my Saturday morning run. It was a strange experience for me to feel frightened by a dog, but I was really uneasy with the two mutts circling me and snapping at me as I stopped my run and stood still to let them see that I was not a threat and try to get them to go away. Standing still didn’t work. They just kept breaking their circle and nipping at my ankles. Thankfully, no blood was drawn and the owner eventually got them back under control, but still. I have teeth mark bruises on my left ankle and am in no hurry to try that running route again!
In a funny twist that could only be found in Southern Kentucky, I found out post-run that I’m actually related to the owner of the mean doggies. When I told Aunt Jane about the incident and where it occurred, she realized that we are cousins of the people who live there! (She also called over to make sure that the dogs are up to date on their shots; they are – I will not have to worry about bringing rabies to Okinawa!)
In the meantime, I‘ll keep running but will avoid unleashed dogs at all costs! Suddenly Gabe looks like a Very Good Boy!
Goin' to the Carwash
I’ve already told you that I probably should not be allowed near your computer… now I must warn you that you might want to reconsider before asking me to go get a carwash with you! Mom and I filled up her car last week and as she paid at the pump she added on a carwash. We pulled into the wash and sat back to let the soap and water do their work.
And then I rolled down my window.
Seriously.
I’m not kidding.
I had my foot propped on the side of the door and inadvertently activated the power window. We had several stunned moments of “oh my gosh, the window is down… we’re getting wet!” before our reactions kicked in. Mine was to quickly roll the window back up, but in my haste I caught the soft cloth washer material in the window! So then I had to roll the window BACK DOWN! In Mom’s haste to help, she then rolled down HER window! Suffice it to say, the inside of the car was as wet and soapy as the outside!
Really, I just can't go anywhere nice!
And then I rolled down my window.
Seriously.
I’m not kidding.
I had my foot propped on the side of the door and inadvertently activated the power window. We had several stunned moments of “oh my gosh, the window is down… we’re getting wet!” before our reactions kicked in. Mine was to quickly roll the window back up, but in my haste I caught the soft cloth washer material in the window! So then I had to roll the window BACK DOWN! In Mom’s haste to help, she then rolled down HER window! Suffice it to say, the inside of the car was as wet and soapy as the outside!
Really, I just can't go anywhere nice!
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