The dog is ours. We left him at the shelter for a week to see if anyone claimed him and then brought him home. He goes running, sometimes up to three times a day, with Pete, me, Soren and anyone else who is willing. He seems to be very sweet and pretty smart. Oh, and we named him Prefontaine, for obvious reasons.
As for Saturday (Cowtown 50k!)... I don't have anything else to do. No where else to go. The weather looks pretty perfect for running. Dang it, I guess I will go. This will be interesting. How bad can it be? I mean, it's just 31 miles. Oh crap. Stay tuned, I will report, no matter how bad it may be.
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