This morning I ran 16 miles. I was attempting 20, but I experienced two running firsts that made me call it early.
- A bird pooped on me - right on my forehead and on my sunglasses (thankfully, not in my eye). I'm kind of surprised with all my trail running that it has never happened before and I hope it never happens again.
- I started to feel very sicky (I don't think it had anything to do with the bird poo). I felt so badly that I texted Buttin to come pick me up. He didn't get the text, so I walked/slow jogged the two miles home.
Here's a picture of Cub today being a goof-ball.








