I was so proud of us, we did our training and seemed like we were totally on track to run an awesome time. Unfortunately, our training was derailed by shin splints, both Josh and I really struggled with them and our training in the last month didn't happen as planned. That said, Josh was amazing and finished his first 10k in under an hour! I did great up until the 3rd mile when I got a side cramp, I ran through it until about a half mile from the finish when the cramp became a knife under my ribs and I had to walk for a minute. I was so upset with myself...I cried. Hell, I'm just about crying typing this! Anyway, I finished in 67 minutes. I've done better multiple times in training, so I know it was about something other than my fitness level. Maybe the nerves of a race? Maybe something else? I don't know, I was feeling a strange mix of excitement about running my first 10k and disappointment that it wasn't my best. With a pep talk from Josh and some side stretches I realized that I ran my first 10k, AND I ran it with a side cramp. Suck it Blerch! I did it!
Josh took me to celebrate at Dirty Oscar's Annex for a post-run breakfast. Hydration is a very important part of running, and I'm pretty sure hollandaise sauce is the best recovery fuel ever.
We spent the rest of the day running errands. We dropped off a bunch of art for custom framing and/or matting. That stuff is expensive, even with the coupon! We went to the grocery, Home Depot and did some other things that needed doing.
After all of that I needed a pedicure. Somehow, I managed to convince Josh to join me! I took Josh for his first pedicure. The place I usually go to gives the best massages, so I treated Josh to a foot and calf rub and he got his toes clipped in the process.
Josh took me to dinner at Bahama Breeze. I have mentioned this place before, but I love it, it's worth mentioning again. The food is good, the atmosphere is comfortable and the sangria is delicious. Every time Josh and I come here we have a good time, and my birthday dinner was no exception!
Earlier in the week my Dad had posted on facebook that someone had put a black lab in the kennel in his backyard, for two days in a row. Very strange circumstances. The second time she was put there, he decided to hang on to her and hope to find the owner. He was able to keep her for about 5 days, but had to come up with a different solution for the work week, because he is away from the house a long time and that's not good for an unknown dog.
Did you know that I bring Leonard to work with me everyday?
So on Sunday afternoon we met my Dad and his girlfriend Karen in Tacoma to pick up the mystery dog. We took Leonard and the girl for a walk to see how they would get along, everything went well so we decided to take her home. After a nummy lunch at Katie Down's we headed back out to the car to get the other dog and make our way home.
We put the mystery dog in the back with Leonard and it took about 30 seconds for her to freak out. She curled up her lips, started growling and altogether looked like a vicious hellhound. My first reaction was to get her away from Leonard. He is a fantastic dog but he tends to respond to aggression with aggression, especially if I'm around. He lets it happen up to a point, and I was concerned for the new girl's safety when he reached his limit. But then I looked closer at him and realized that his body language was telling a different story. He had jammed himself into the corner of the car and was looking away from her. He was doing everything he could to give her space and let her calm down, there was no aggression or defensiveness from him. That was when I realized that she wasn't being aggressive, she was terrified. So I quickly got her out of the car, calmed her down and rode in the backseat with her all the way home. She was much more comfortable with her own space and some time to adjust.
That was definitely a proud Mama moment for me, Leonard handled the situation very well, and he did everything he could to comfort her - I love my Leonard!! Here we are after we all got settled at home, Leonard is in the back.
When we got home I posted a found dog ad on Craigslist while we tried to figure out her name. We started calling her Annie, and she seemed to respond to it. Annie was sweet, cuddly, and definitely someone's family pet. The funniest thing to me was that she could have been Leonard's sister.
We spent the rest of the day relaxing with Annie and Leonard, and enjoying a quiet Sunday afternoon. Around nine that evening a good samaritan responded to the Craigslist post with a picture of a lost dog ad in the Shelton paper. I called the number in the paper, and it turned out to be the owners. We found out that her name was Molly (no wonder she responded to Annie!), and her owners lived in Shelton and since it was late, I would meet them after work the following day to do the transfer.
The transfer went well, Molly was thrilled to see her Dad, and I got this text later that night from the family: "We have one happy 4 year old. Thank you so much for giving us part of our family back!"
Oh, and did I mention that Josh got me a SCUBA certification class?!?!?! Because he did!
It was an excellent Birthday.
An awesome tale! and thank you so much for taking her and being resourceful enough to find her family!!! SCUBA?! What the !! LOL Awesome!!! Let's go get wet! Dad
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