A Simple Running Log

August 10, 2016

Training for 8/10/16

Filed under: Uncategorized — aschmid3 @ 11:28 am

Last night, as I was walking out of the meeting I had to cover, Dave called and asked if I wanted to meet him, Kasey and Kaylee at the Sharptown carnival. I’d been there exactly once before — 26 years ago, when one of my friend’s family invited me along.

I went home and got Pepper (no poop on the floor for the second time that day!), changed my clothes and drove to Sharptown. Unfortunately, as we were walking in the gate, I saw the sign that said “No pets allowed.” Dammit. I felt terrible taking him back home to leave him alone for the third time in the same day, but it was that or leave him in the car, where he’d just howl the whole time I was gone.

I took him home, successfully avoided eye contact as he was giving me that “how can you do this to me?” look and drove back to the carnival.

Kaylee was having a great time! She had some ice cream, rode the carousel and took in all the bright lights and noises. Carnivals are fun with an 18-month-old!

kaylee sharptown carnival aug 2016

kaylee sharptown carnival carousel aug 2016

She doesn’t look impressed here, but I swear she loved the carousel.

me kaylee kasey sharptown carnival aug 2016

Kasey and I got to ride the carousel with her. We were both a little dizzy when it stopped haha. Getting old sucks.

I didn’t get any good pictures of Dave with Kaylee last night, but Kasey sent me one of them from earlier this summer. That girl loves her dad!

dave and kaylee summer 2016

Turns out toddlers go to bed pretty early, so I wasn’t out too late. Pepper had managed to not poop in the floor for a third time! Such a good boy.

This morning, I had yet another assignment, an early one, so I got up early enough to take Pepper out for the 3-miler on the schedule before I had to leave.

Last night, when we were leaving the carnival, Dave mentioned how it felt like the kind of night, when we were both working on a farm, that made you dread the next morning, because you could just tell it was going to be hot and nasty in the corn field, even at 5:30 a.m.

He was right. The big glass doors on the back of the house were covered in condensation, which means one thing —  100 percent humidity.

It was a gross morning for a run. Hard to breathe. I was so glad it was only 3 miles. Pepper did his typical thing, dragging ass the whole way to the turnaround and then sprinting home after it. Glad to have that done!

Better yet, Pepper took another dump while we were running, and, for the fourth time in two days, didn’t take one in the house while I was gone. I think that should’ve been the last time I have to leave him home alone before Clark gets back tomorrow. Oh wait, I have hill repeats tomorrow… OK, that was the last time I have to leave him home today.

I wore my newest pair of Zantes this morning, the ones I got at the end of April. I think they’re worn out. My feet hurt a little just after that short run, like there was no support, and when I took them off, I noticed they look sort of floppy, for lack of a better word.

I’ve been liking rotating them with the Vazee Paces, so I think it’s time to buy yet another pair of shoes. Road Runner Sports just happened to send me another 20 percent off everything offer, and the updated Zantes are already on sale, so I think I’ve got my first pair of Zante v2s in my immediate future. I’m torn between them and the 1400 v4s though. I really liked the first two versions of the 1400s, though I skipped the v3s.



  1. its been so nasty out there these past few mornings! As I walked out the door today my first thought was “I’m so glad I’m not in the corn field this morning!”

    Comment by Laura — August 11, 2016 @ 6:24 am | Reply

    • Ha! We were all scarred for life! The few times this summer I’ve been able to get myself out the door before sunrise, the scent of a very early-morning cornfield is all I can smell. Funny how those things get burned into your memory!

      Comment by aschmid3 — August 11, 2016 @ 9:08 am | Reply

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