Ask And You Shall Receive or Be Careful What You Ask For

Several years back I was enjoying a lovely early morning trail run with a beloved Ultra Buddy when we started talking about one of my ex's. I thought it was funny when I told him "I'd rather sit in poison oak than be with Good Ole' What's His Name"

Here we are, ten years later, as I lie on my stomach, wearing a pair of baggy pajama pants typing this out on my laptop. Why you might ask? Because baggy clothing and lying prone are the only comfortable positions I can get into relative to the - how shall we say - location - of the worst part of the poison oak outbreak. If you are at all sensitive to poison oak, you may want to re-think going on the adventure I regaled you with on my last post. If you do decide to attempt it, at least promise me you will wear a pair of running tights.

Much as you all want to see it, the closest we will get to a photograph of the famous rash is the above photo which at least shows off my cute pedicure. Words to live by - "Leaves of Three, Let it Be" and next time you think you're being funny, remember, it just might come back to bite you in the butt!