motivation

a little adrenaline will do wonders for a morning jog, as i found out this morning. i was out early this morning for a pleasant jaunt around the neighborhood. i thought it'd be nice to run out to the hospital and then by katie's old house. which i did, and happily i ended up at the hospital by choice instead of necessity. you see, about five minutes in a large, angry, brown dog started chasing me and barking and oozing drool all over my shorts and darting from my left side to my right side and behind me.... i think he was trying to decide where might be best to take a bite. and obviously i was not very pleased about this. then a man in a neon yellowish green shirt, who i think was about to start painting a house, started yelling at me to stop running. he sounded about as angry as the dog, but he was actually being quite nice. i was sort of still processing the fact that i was about to be attacked by a dog, and had forgotten that i was running, though quite aware that i wanted to get away.... and hadn't really gotten to thinking about the best way to deal with the beastly animal. as much as i didn't want to i stopped. and he didn't bite. the man continued to yell at me that i should not run away from dogs, which i will hopefully remember next time. i said, "yeah." he said, " i know it scared the hell out of ya." i said, "yeah." and then he said he'd call the pound. i thanked him and ran on, watching over my shoulder to make sure beastly wasn't following me.