Something Different

Not one but two, yes two of these little buggers, crossed my paths this morning. I'm ok with the deers, and the occasional group of turkeys, which I saw on my long run last Sunday. But skunks I have to draw the line. I barely escape the first one, as for whatever reason a bus was in my path , so I had to take it back a notch to see which direction this little stinky fella was going. Then about a mile later as I turned a corner there goes another one running across the street. My thoughts at that exact moment "someone really wants to stinkup my run this morning".

This did not happen though. I had another day of great running. I felt good, strong and my little pep was still there. The 20k Boston build up is this Sunday but maybe cancelled because of the pending storm.