Once upon a time...
...two, nice, middle-aged women, who were friends and running partners -- Supermodel and Chris -- decided to avoid difficult, potentially muddy trails for their required 14-mile training run on a Saturday morning, and instead chose to run on flat, packed-dirt, canal paths. The two women were both battling sore muscles and on the verge of developing injuries that had the potential to sideline their goals... a story we'll save for another time. It's a very saaad story.
It was a lovely Saturday morning run. The temperatures were cool, the air was still, the sky was blue, and because the women were hopped-up on Advil, their potential injuries didn't hurt!
As the friends ran along the lovely path, admiring the backyards, gardens and properties of strangers [Yes, they were nosy.], they noticed a herd of goats across the canal. Cute, nice goats... thought the women.
Supermodel noticed one, young, spunky goat was outside the fenced area that contained it's herd-mates. Supermodel then noticed the little goat began trit, trot, tritting across a wooden bridge, over the canal, towards she and Chris.
"That little goat's following us," said Supermodel.
"Don't make eye contact," said Chris.
The two women continued running when Chris heard the sound of little hooves and rapid goat breathing. The little goat had happily joined Supermodel and Chris for their run.
"This goat's going to follow us. We have to take him home," said Chris.
Supermodel agreed, so the friends stopped, turned around and began walking towards the wooden bridge. The little goat licked Chris' legs, and she almost fainted. Chris is a little OCD and germophobic.
The two women searched and searched for an opening in the fence so they could communicate somehow to the goat, without touching it, that it should return to it's herd-mates. The women could find no opening. But a large white dog found them and barked and barked and barked at them while standing on the opposite side of the fence.
"I think you should pick up the goat and put him on the other side of the fence," Chris said to Supermodel.
"I think I'll watch you do that," replied Supermodel.
The women stood there and thought, while the little goat continued to lick Chris' legs, and the dog continued to bark.
"I'll pick up the front half of the goat and you pick up the... other half," said Chris.
Supermodel sighed and bent down to grab her half of the goat. Chris picked up the front half and once the goat was about three feet off the ground, Chris... accidentally... let go of her half of the goat.
Fortunately, Supermodel was very strong and calm. She gracefully lifted the goat over the top of the barbed-wire fence, and gently placed him on the ground, all while ignoring the big, white, barking dog... who was actually a friendly dog. Chris noticed his tail wagging while he barked. Chris thought how nice it was that Supermodel was able to give the goat a soft landing on the proper side of the fence. Chris thought had she been responsible for the final placement of the goat, she might have... accidentally... dropped the goat over the fence.
The two friends walked across the wooden bridge and returned to their side of the canal so they could finish their run. As Chris restarted her watch, she said, "I wish I had some Purell." Supermodel laughed, and she never once mentioned the fact that Chris let go of her half of the goat. And off they went...
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For you, my friend...
Blue = completed workouts this week. Red = workouts awaiting me.
M - Tempo Run: 2 mi easy; 2 mi @ level 7; 2 mi easy
T - Cross train 40 minutes [bike]; lift weights
W - 5 miles with 6 x 20 sec strides
Th - Intervals: 1 mi warm-up; 6 x .5 mile repeats @ level 8 [.25 mi recovery]; 1 mi cool-down
F - Cross train 30 minutes [bike]; lift weights
Sa - 14 miles on canal bank
Su - Off