So I skipped my run on Monday and my supposed cross-training yesterday; just too much going on, and too tired. It's interesting to me that, after only being back in the habit of running for a few weeks, I already am starting to look forward to it. It was late tonight after I got home from a long day at work, Abby's tae kwon do, dinner out with friends, getting the house semi-straightened up for tomorrow (our home-school coordinators are dropping in! Don't want dirty socks on the couch...), and the 45-minute long process that is "tucking Abby in". But I headed out for a few miles anyway; as I was leaving, I told Greg I was going out to run so I could "blow the stink off of me". He smirked and said "good luck with that." LOL
Speaking of smells... it's funny to run through our neighborhood and the one next to ours and smell the various things. Most houses have no smell at all. But I ran past one that smelled very distinctly of garlic. Must have been spaghetti night at their house! Another one smelled of dryer sheets. Another one smelled like the cigarette smoke of the guy sitting on his front porch, smoking (and coughing. And scaring me half to death :)) According to a friend of ours in the neighboorhood, if you sit on your back porch frequently enough in the summer, you will definitely smell the scent of some random neighbors smoking something else, if you know what I mean!
Luckily, one thing that I did NOT smell tonight was skunk. I saw one about 1/4 mile from home again, in another front yard, sniffing around in the grass. What do skunks eat, anyway? And why do I keep seeing them in people's front yards, grazing around like little cows?
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