Baby Steps on the Beastly Stretch

Back on the track this morning.  I’m doing short runs to get my ankles in shape.

On my first run the neighborhood grouchy dog runs at me and bites my left skate.  This is the same dog that was partially instrumental in an endo event two and half years ago on my road bike.

Well, I was thinking about pouring some hot sauce on the skate or something but after several passes the dog never bothered me again.

I suppose clamping teeth on violently vibrating carbon fiber  must not have been all that pleasant.