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<\/a><\/p>\nWe had those impressive storms roll through last night. \u00a0Neither MFH (My Favorite Husband) or I slept well. \u00a0Our weather radio went off twice but we only headed to our bedroom closet for the second warning. \u00a0After looking at the radar on my phone, we decided that the first tornado would go north of us. \u00a0The second one, though, was pretty doggone close so we made a bee-line for the closet. \u00a0We were both so tired from the noise from the storm, once we closed the closet door, it was quiet and we both fell right to sleep. \u00a0How funny is that!?<\/p>\n
Paxton actually snoozed through the storms. \u00a0We woke up all crunched in the closet with Paxton making worried noises outside the door. \u00a0He was trying to figure out why we were sleeping in there instead of in our bed. \u00a0He was a confused puppy.<\/p>\n
We didn’t sleep much more after that. \u00a0It was almost daytime and so our day began. \u00a0MFH went to men’s prayer breakfast at church and Paxton needed to do a “Good-boy” but didn’t want to go out in the pouring rain. \u00a0I put on my boots and grabbed Paxton’s leash and we headed out into the rain and Paxton did what needed to be done. \u00a0Then he zoomed back to the house. \u00a0He doesn’t like the rain all that much.<\/p>\n
That’s when I had my first slice of toast. \u00a0Right after Paxton and I came in. \u00a0Slice of toast with Bama Grape Jam and a cup of coffee. \u00a0Great way to kick off the day.<\/p>\n
I was scheduled for a 22 mile run today. \u00a0It was pouring! \u00a0The thought of 22 miles in the rain was not appealing so I fiddled around the house. \u00a0Finally around 10:00, the rain started to ease up and I got my ducks in a row and headed out.<\/p>\n
My route was simple. \u00a0My neighborhood to the local highway. \u00a0Run on the should of the 4 lane highway to a frontage road. \u00a0The frontage road is basically a 2 lane highway. \u00a0Run on the shoulder of that all the way to the exit of our little airport. \u00a0Turn around and come home. \u00a0That’s 22 miles On. The. Button.<\/p>\n
I had on reflective gear with blinking lights. \u00a0With the rain, I needed to be seen. \u00a0My long sleeved blue shirt (from my first marathon in 2013) had reflective stuff on it, too. \u00a0I headed out with all the lights blinking. \u00a0I looked like a blue running Christmas tree. \u00a0Sorta?<\/p>\n
Let’s discuss logging trucks for a second. \u00a0All the road I was on today have a 55 MPH speed limit. \u00a0For some strange reason, the overloaded logging trucks seem to think they are above this law. \u00a0ZOOM! \u00a0ZOOM!! \u00a0ZOOM!!! \u00a0One was going so fast it literally blew me backwards! \u00a0For the most part, though, the motorists were very nice and moved over to the far lane so as not to crowd me. \u00a0I was waaaayyy over on the far shoulder of the highway but they were polite. \u00a0I really didn’t encounter any major trouble.<\/p>\n
Once I was on the frontage road, MFH stopped by to check on me. \u00a0The first time he drove our white pick up truck. \u00a0That thing is noisy and it about scared me to death! \u00a0I was super focused on what I was doing that when MFH slowed along side of me and started talking to me I jumped a mile! \u00a0It was pretty funny! \u00a0He had brought me some water even though I was wearing my new hydration vest (which is totally awesome btw!). \u00a0The vest would carry the kitchen sink if I wanted it to! \u00a0Pretty cool beans thing!<\/p>\n
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