I learned some valuable lessons the other day, which was my day off (oh the life of teaching!). I am still suffering the consequences mind you.
Don't stop running. Ever. I stopped running for the past two weeks for two reason. First, school had started. It was hard enough to restrain myself from curling up into bed and take a nap after school so running was the VERY last thing on my mind. Second, Brian was living with me and so we got lazy and would try to spend some down time all the while running around town and Roanoke looking for things he needed for his trip. I finally went on Labor Day. It's two days later and I am still sore. I will attempt to go running after school today because my goal for this semester is to run at least 3 times a week. Silly, silly me.
Don't let Shelby stop running. Ever. I finally took Shelby, my roommates Border Collie, running with me. She too hasn't ran in two weeks. The last time she ran was with Brian. She was tugging and pulling so hard that I learned another lesson...
Make sure to hook the leash to the right loop on the collar. Yup, she ripped a key ring off and her dog tags just exploded from her collar as she ran a few feet then bolted, and I mean just freaking ran so fast that I stood there and watched AND she ripped one of her pads on her paw because she had ran so hard. Because she did that, she came home within a half an hour, wet and with burs all over here. Lilian was not mad, but completely and utterly infuriated.
