Groundhog Day

Yesterday was Groundhog Day.  In case you happened to not know, this is the day when the tradition holds that if the groundhog comes out of his burrow on February 2 and sees his shadow, he returns to his burrow and there will be 6 more weeks of winter.  If he doesn't see his shadow, there will be an early spring.  The official groundhog is supposed to be Punxsutawny Phil up in Pensylvania.  However, there are many groundhogs all over the country.  This year, Phil saw his shadow, so there should be 6 more weeks of winter.  Well, the groundhog in Lilburn, GA, General Beauregard Lee didn't see his shadow forecasting an early spring.  Now, putting aside the fact that a groundhog seeing his shadow as a predictor of weather makes about as much sense as a watery tart distributing cutlery to the masses does as a basis for a system of government, I'll go with the groundhog from Atlanta as I live a whole lot closer to Atlanta than I do Pennsylvania.

Had a cow poop on my truck today... as I went to pass a cow trailer, I saw a cow rear end sticking out ahead of me.  It pooped and I thought I missed it, but it apparently splattered off the road onto the truck.  I had to wash it off when I stopped to get gas.  What a way to start the day.  But, that was the worst thing that happened to me today and really, it is more funny than bad.  Just think about it... A COW POOPED ON MY TRUCK ON THE INTERSTATE!!!  That is funny.

I did run tonight.  Tried to run Monday, as well, but after slipping on the ice (maybe more than once, ahem), I went back inside and did burpees.