He came walking into our bedroom about 3 saying "mommy, I just wanna snuggle". Well, how can you be mad at that. So 3 a.m., I walk him back to his room, so we can snuggle (me hoping secretly he'll just fall back to sleep). Nope, we lay there, and he's tossing and turning and asking for water and you name it...the kid was just NOT tired. Finally, 4 a.m., Dom falls back to sleep. I think to myself, THANK GOD!
I stroll back to my bed and crash. 4:30 a.m., Jovie wakes up to feed! Ugh! No sleep for the weary. She eats and decides she, too, wants to be awake. My hubby and I were so awake after these early hour transitions, that we both just got up and started our day. My alarm clock was already set for 5:30 a.m. anyhow. Who needs sleep!?
My hubby took Jovie out into the living room and walked around for a bit with her. She finally fell back to sleep (the little booger!). Then, I guess it's just instinct that with everyone up, Dom woke up AGAIN, as if he knew we were all out in the living room. Oh boy. So, needless to say...
I decided I'm going for my 3.5 miler this morning. I'm up anyways, I may as well! This is where the geese come in. I laced up, stretched and was on my merry way. I decided that I'd just go around our lake/pond to keep track of my miles. It was great. No one was out, it was cool enough (it's been super muggy lately, so that was awesome), and I had my breathing down. I was just "on it" this morning.
I got to the other side of the lake, and I realized the damn geese shit all over the sidewalks. Ick! So, I took to the street in this portion of the run. Well, by the second lap, the geese (they are quite pesky at our place) decided they wanted to come out for a morning swim and stroll. Each time I came around, the geese were walking right in my path. And each time, I had to "play chicken" with these geese. Now, these are no ordinary geese. Most geese fly away and fear humans. Nope, not these guys. They tend to be quite aggressive (sometimes hissing) and come right up to you (people around here feed them). Pain in the butt!
So, each time I came around, I'd clap my hands really hard to warn them I'm there, and they better move outta the way! I must have looked ridiculous! Thankfully, not many folks around our area are up that early. Only a couple dog walkers (who, by the way, don't have to worry/deal with the geese, since their dogs tend to frighten them automatically). Note to self: Get a dog to run with! ;)
Thankfully, I was able to finish my run without a goose bite or poop on my shoe. I even ran 4 miles instead of 3.5, so I felt accomplished. Made good time, too. 38:48 - that's a 9:36 pace per mile. Not bad for 4 miles. Tomorrow, I hope the geese decide to sleep in...along with my kids!
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