Side note to this mornings post workout crisis. The ferret was bit by a copperhead and I was going into shock as I was driving to the vets. Lovely…but I will have you know as I was experiencing this horrible physical sensation, I was thinking–not of ever seeing my lovely children’s faces again–but of not being able to run my race.
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March 19th, 2008 at 10:46 pm
Oh my god! This is an awesome story…
I mean… sorry it happened to you. I can only imagine how scary it was. But I am laughing so hard about the image I have in my head of you racing to the vet in your bathrobe while freaking out so much that you go into shock based paralysis of your hands… while thinking about your upcoming race.
You are a runner for sure!
Glad your fuzzy turned out ok and everything is back to normal. I bet she won’t be running out the door again any time soon.