As of today, 4-23-2010, I haven't heard any word yet if the superintendent of the school district has found the funding to open up a second RtI position. I am trying to remain positive and hopeful. It is hard though.
The running has been going great. Tomorrow I will run the c
omplete distance of my race=
6.2 miles! I am excited. Part of me wants to push it to seven miles but I will just see how I feel. I took yesterday and today off from running so I will be strong for tomorrow. With all of the races approaching this summer, I am getting more and more excited everyday and constantly want to continue to challenge myself with the distances. On Wednesday I went running with my girlfriend Karee. She is a strong runner, she clocks herself at 10 minute miles where I am around 13 and a half. She was cracking me up on our run because first of all she wanted to talk the entire way. This was bittersweet because I enjoyed catching up with her and hearing her awesome stories, I was so out of breath trying to converse with her. The other thing that cracked me up was the fact that she kept turning around and running backwards! I wanted to kill her! She made it look so easy, but then again she was in the military for several years! She definitely has the discipline! It was great for me because I really had to push myself the entire five miles! The run was great. I was so soar at night I could barley sleep with muscle aches.
As far as the dogs are concerned, they went on a run with me on Tuesday. It was 70 degrees so pretty warm. We ran 3 miles while they kept running along the ditches on the gravel road in search of water. There was no water so instead as we pass the old farmers house they decide to duck the fence (again) and run to chase the horses (again!). Tuaca was suddenly side tracked when he spotted a puddle of muck and horse do-do, so instantly before I could do anything about it, he and Summit were wallowing in the mud puddle. It was about chest deep on them and stunk to high heaven! I yelled for them to stop but it was too late. When Summit stood up, he looked completely black. All of his white hair was soaked in the horse poop. Then of course now that they were cooled off they ran back to me to try and shake it all off on me! I was so mad, it stunk so awful. Tucker was an angel and never left my side during the run. He was rewarded after and allowed into the house for the night. The other two trouble makers were not! And Nick says Summit will not be allowed in until we get him groomed! Ha! Our dogs-like our children.
Until next time...
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