Sunday, June 19, 2011
What I got was the Cannibal's leftovers.
After first doing a 7:00 a.m. run with Clyde, Baba arrived at my doorstep sweaty and disheveled. He looked more ready for a beer than for a run.
But out the door we went.
For a sweaty guy he was pretty good company. The miles went by and before I knew it, the run was done.
What a satisfying feeling it is to get your run in for the day (or two runs for some people).
Sunday's Score Card:
One run for me, two for Baba and God knows how many Clyde will get in by the day's end.
Happy Father's Day and Happy Running everyone.