But I may bore you anyway. I found this little fella on my sock after a bit of trail work Sunday morning. The best I can tell, it's some sort of juvenile mantis. All I know is that he was a motivated little bastard going this way and that. Getting a decent picture was a challenge to say the least.
Also Sunday, Marcy and I slipped out for a very quick ride on our home trails (only the stuff on our property). It was a good ride other than being completely unable to see the trails because of the INCHES of leaf drop (and I refuse to rake YET AGAIN! until after all of those f'ing leaves are on the ground) and poor Marcy taking three diggers in under an hour of riding. Below is a picture shortly after the final fall, a nice little endo in a v-notch in the trail that ended with Marcy landing chin first and nearly breaking herself in two with her feet on one side of the v and her head on the other. Nothing a little Aleve, some stretching and months of chiropractic care won't take care of.
Still a bit on the fence about this weekend's half marathon. I want to do it and a longer trail run this past saturday proved to me that I could pull it off physically, I just need to figure out if I have the time to do it. A summer's worth of racing has left me a bit behind on the honey-do list. There are still thirteen spots available so I'll watch the pre-reg list carefully and decided a bit later in the week.