July 2020 Monthly Running Challenge

Going to say 100 again with 130 stretch...
Might be getting a spin bike, so could be more of that happening instead of running as much..

200 miles for July (minimum)

I'll go with 30 walking miles. Midwife banned me from running due to pelvic pain and a history of preterm births running in my family.
Pretty depressed I can't run but maybe the fresh air will offer a more positive perspective than the back of my eyelids.

brittanystebbins95 wrote: »

I'll go with 30 walking miles. Midwife banned me from running due to pelvic pain and a history of preterm births running in my family.
Pretty depressed I can't run but maybe the fresh air will offer a more positive perspective than the back of my eyelids.

Don't be bummed because you can't run. Be pumped because you can walk!!!!!

Hi everyone, new to the group. I'm going to shoot for 50 miles this month

PastorVincent wrote: »

So running storytime...

I was on the way back from my normal route, plodding along at "are we done yet" level of pace when this black cat comes trotting out holding a bunny in its mouth. It notices me and drops the bunny, and backs off a few steps. The bunny shakes its head and looks around like it was think "how in the world did I get here?" The bunny looked unharmed and I just kept plodding along so not sure how that story ended.

So you cat people, what do you think happened there? This is not a cat I know, just some random black cat and I was still at least a mile from home.

When I was a kid we had a tiny and very chilled tabby cat and a exuberant fox terrier dog. We lived in the country and had a lot of hares in the paddocks. One day the cat appears with a hare in its mouth (the hare is considerably bigger than the cat). He's obviously not hungry otherwise he would have eaten it. Instead he presents it to me as a gift. The hare, while in shock, is unharmed.

I think this is a great opportunity to teach our terrier to hunt hares so, with said hare under one arm and the dog under the other, I take them outside (yes, the cat had brought the bunny inside) and let the dog get a good sniff of the hare before putting them both down. The hare freezes, so I give it a flick with my finger and it takes off, as does the dog in hot pursuit. Within a few minutes the hare has vanished and the dog trots back to me bewildered.

About five minutes later, the cat appears again with the hare in its mouth. So I repeat the process (I'll insert at this point that I was 14 and a country kid who didn't think twice about torturing a 'pest' in this fashion. I doubt I'd do this now). Once again the hare shakes off the dog in a matter of minutes and vanishes.

Once again, the cat appears with the hare in its mouth.

This time, after a prolonged chase of half an hour or more, the dog finally manages to corner the hare under the house and quickly dispatches it with the instinctive killer shake that dogs do. But then, oh boy, was he ever proud of himself. Taking everyone to see his kill - even an hour or so later when my father got home from work. Completely oblivious to the fact the cat could catch the hare in minutes and had done so three time prior to his big kill. So funny to watch him strutting about. The cat simply couldn't care less.

I later got to watch how the cat did it (with a different hare, of course). He simply sat dead still in the garden until the hare hopped to within half and metre, then just grabbed it. None of this mad running about and barking lark.

But yes, when the cat was hungry, he'd happily eat a whole hare. And then, exactly like his wild cousins, would sleep for about three days afterwards. He'd eat it very carefully too, cutting a hole in the skin and eating everything except the bones, which he left inside the bag of skin. No real mess, except for fluff.

Incidentally, the dog never managed to catch another hare.