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Training Log Archive: Bash

In the 1 days ending Oct 7, 2014:

activity # timemileskm+m
  Running1 15 0.03(8:03) 0.05(5:00)
  Total1 15 0.03(8:03) 0.05(5:00)
averages - sleep:7

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Tuesday Oct 7, 2014 #

Running (Road) 15 [5] 0.05 km (5:00 / km)
max:185 slept:7.0

Max HR test... I needed to do a quick check for the MTBO map but was delayed a couple of hours so I drove to Albion Hills. On the way back, as I came down the hill into Palgrave on Highway 50, I saw a black dog playing in the middle of the highway. "Boy, that dog owner will be glad it's me slowing down on the hill instead of some transport truck whipping around the blind curve in the other direction, like it usually is. I'll have to stop and help."

And - oh my God - it was BazingaDog. He didn't seem to notice my car at all, as he has had no traffic training since he's not trustworthy off-leash. As I got close, he seemed to notice an interesting smell on the side road heading toward 'Bent's dental office parking lot. I pulled over and left my car unlocked and running at the side of Highway 50 - purse and phone on the front seat - and dashed for him. Luckily, he came to me meekly instead of playing his usual game of keep-away.

I may have stormed into the dental office and used a word that one would not normally say in a business in front of your husband's employees and customers. A plumber was there, and I suspect he let BazingaDog out the 3 doors and gates that are supposed to keep him from escaping the back of the building. I threw all 90 pounds of him (dog, not the plumber) into my car and took him home. Heart is still racing. Office security needs to be improved. On a positive note, it appears that I may have a guardian angel. I only drive past 'Bent's office 3-4 times a week so the odds of me being at that place at that time to save him were really, really low.

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