Scooby Doo, Where are you?

Tuesday mornings are usually my time for long runs because my sister Karen has the day off and can keep me company for 6-13 miles. I did these training runs with Karen because she pushed me to keep up with her. I hated it because nine of out ten times, my legs were dead and felt like lead from previous training. I had to dig really deep to gut out the miles and not be left behind.

Another reason I disliked running with Karen was because the path we took had a ton of construction projects. It's a dangerous thing for a klutz like me (I trip over my own feet) and for an athlete that's tired and not processing her surroundings fast enough. Twisted ankles, sprained knees, scraped hands, etc. So many things can go wrong!

And they did.

Lesson #1: Do not drag your feet while running, even when exhausted. In other words, run with proper form.

I saw the rise in the asphalt ahead that served as a connection to the dirt trail we were on. My legs and feet didn't seem to care because the next thing I knew, I was sprawled on the ground.  There were some pretty nasty cuts as blood started dripping down my leg. What now? We finish of course! Another 4 miles later:

Lesson #2: Scooby Doo and Shaggy bandaids make everything better.

Dr. Karen patched me up with special bandages

Nothing the Mystery Van can't fix!

Do I still dislike Tuesday runs? Kind of, but not as much. As long as Karen still has Scooby Doo and Shaggy bandages, I'll keep running with her in her part of town. Sibling love (or really, Scooby Dooby Doo love ;) ).