The other day, we got to the beach and it was not only super foggy, it was really high tide. Like, only-a-narrow-slip-of-beach-to-run-on-in-some-places high. There was tons of stinky seaweed all over the beach. (Dog heaven, right?)
We got to the bottom of the stairs and I jumped off the last one, landing ankle-deep in a puddle hidden under all the seaweed. My shoes and socks were soaked. fun.
|My sandy, cold, wet feet.|
I was wearing brand new running tights. of course.
The tights are 90% black and 10% white. I'm sure you can guess where the poop hit me. Yep, right in the white patch on my shin.
So, now I'm running with sopping wet feet and gross tights.
But it got better. The sun came out, for one thing, which was nice. And I got this cute pic of Rita with a sandy nose...
Also we changed our route and saw new things. Normally we run out and back on the beach, but this time we ran farther down the beach, and then turned back on the paved path.
It was nice to see some different things... like this pelican.
I love that they're both making the same face here:
And we saw this adorable turquoise beach cottage.
Rita looked really cute - the mist was clinging to her eyebrows.
All in all, a good outing to the beach!
We ran again this morning on Valentine's Day, and it was much less eventful - it started good and ended good, which is how we like it!
How was your Valentine's Day? Or.. Have you ever had the poo fall back out of the bag before??
*DADO - Dumb-a## Dog Owner, term coined by Jodi at Heart Like a Dog. Thank you, Jodi.
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