Dawgs...

I waited to do my speed work for two hours after dinner. Alice made her famous meat pie and I ate a ton of it. I hate doing speed work on a full stomach, it hurts! I waited as long as I could so that I'd be finished by 10 pm. The run was good, lots of fartlek intervals. 

The highlight of the run was when I passed a guy and his dog went at me. It never fails, I try to be considerate, I make a coughing or clearing my throat noise as I'm coming up behind them and they don't hear me. In this case his wife heard me and moved her dog then yelled at him to move his, but Mr. Dopey didn't hear her until is German Shepard sized dog jumped at me and I had to jump away. I was pissed off, so I yelled at the guy as I kept going and told him he was lucky I didn't punch his dog in the fucking head. He said something and then I told him that he's lucky I don't punch him in the fucking head. I like dogs but some people who walk their dogs aren't considerate. How do I know if they are friend or foe?

I was happy with the run. Even with 20 minutes of easy warm up I was able to average 7:19 per mile.

Running Speed work / 40:05 minutes / 5.47 miles