Headed out for a midday run today which meant I knew my timing would be off because it was noon and the sun was cooking everything in sight. I knew the sun would roast me and intensify my run and it definitely did. But it was one of those runs where I felt so completely satisfied after because I knew I had kicked my own butt. Upon arriving back from it, as if the endorphins didn't put me already on a natural high, I walked into the club and low and behold what should my eyes see but a special display on the juice bar.
Some special deliveries had arrived for me while I was on my run and Snickers took it upon to set them up to surprise me -- a package from the marathon committee and the leggings I had ordered online from the States. I was expecting my leggings in about a week but I wasn't expecting anything from the marathon committee. As it turns out however, I ended up coming in first among the women in my age category for my first full marathon!!! They sent me a fancy award and the prize that accompanied it was a 10kg bag of rice which, if you only knew how much rice Snickers ate, is just so fabulous. First thing I did was take a picture and message Wow.
Perhaps most of our Hulkies are suffering from food coma, or perhaps I should say cake coma, from yesterday's birthday party because today it was rather slow at the club. It was slow after the flood of mini Hulkies left that is. I've got a crew of mini Hulkies, about 10 high school boys, who are all buddies and consequently all train together at the same time. When one arrives we know the flood is coming. Great kids.
After work tonight Snickers and I wrapped Pyen Chi's Baby #6 in a towel, the one puppy that didn't make it, and left the club to go bury it. I grabbed the shovel as we left but when we went to go jump into the truck the doors wouldn't unlock. Snickers' remote car door opener wasn't working. We ended up having to call the insurance man around 12:30am and get him to help us out. So picture the scene, Snickers standing in an empty parking lot with me, a foreigner in crazy pants with a wrapped up item on the end of a shovel. No, we didn't look suspicious of any kind of trouble, not at all. Fifteen minutes later and we were on the road, destination Mi Nam's grave, behind the Shinsagae Shopping Mall. Digging a grave for a little puppy was definitely sad but what was sadder was knowing this is now the second four-legged friend I have lost in Korea. My first was Jo Mi Nam and, to tell you the truth, I never have really gotten over the loss of him. Whenever I go for my morning runs I always pass by his sight and sometimes I find myself getting choked up or teary eyed over him. Now he lays in the ground with Baby #6. He'll look after her.
After we laid Baby #6 in the grave we had dug for her, we then just stood there in silence. We both felt super terrible that we couldn't save it, for Pyen Chi's sake, but we had done everything the vet had told us to do and it just didn't work. Regardless, it was very sad. After we left her grave we then went for a drive. We drove for about an hour before we then arrived back at Hulk's.
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