Just wanted to add...

I find it terribly ironic that after I posted an entry about only competing with myself while running I just found myself competing with a freakishly fast basset hound.

I'm dog sitting for the weekend. Turns out my screen door latch is not as secure as I tend to think it is, thus I found myself sprinting down the block (in my work clothes and flip flops) screaming, "Stop, you whore!" at the dog like a crazy person. Seriously, what kind of basset hound runs that quickly?

I bet my neighbors think I'm super cool.