My birthday present from my husband finally came in this week! He ordered this for me from Allied Medal Displays. Pretty flippin’ sweet, huh? Now it just needs some more medals to go on it. (From L to R, Clarksville Half Marathon ’09, CMM Half Marathon ’10, Clarksville Half Marathon ’10, and RnR Vegas Marathon ’10.) I learned about this company from the giveaways they have done through other blogs. I highly recommend that you enter these giveaways. Or if not, do as I did and come off a few bucks ($39 plus shipping for this one) and buy one. I couldn’t be happier with mine.
I also found something to keep my race bibs in. I’ve seen the Bibfolios, but those are just too expensive. And a little too cutesy and scrapbooky for my taste.
This was like six bucks on eBay. It’s just a cheap 8×10 photo album, but slap a couple of 13.1 and 26.2 stickers on it and TAH-DAH! You have yourself a bib display.
And this one is old, but while we’re on the subject… this is my only trophy. I got it in 2003 when I ran my first (and only until 2009) 5K and took 1st place in my age group. (No, you most certainly may NOT ask how many people were in the group!)
Not that I expect to add any more bling to my collection as a result, but I have my second race of the year this morning. It’s a 5-miler at Natchez Trace State Park. It’s part of the Tennessee State Park Running Tour. Pretty courses and dirt cheap entry fees ($6 no-shirt option)? Yes, please! We’ve had some crappy weather and it’s pretty cold (20 right now), so here’s hoping that everyone else in my age group stays home snuggled up warm.
Update on Harley: We went back for a recheck yesterday. They had to sedate him to get a good examination. They think the tissue was so traumatized by the surgery (Doc says the tail is a very difficult place to do surgery on. I can see how that would be.) that the bloodflow to the distal tail has suffered. While he was zonked out, they did some kind soak trying to stimulate blood flow. While the tail was soaking, the vet was explaining to me that after the soak he was going to pin-prick the tail and that we wanted to see blood. And we did. So that was a very good sign. He sent us home with the tail wrapped up really good and gave us an e-collar. Whoa boy. The dreaded e-collar. Poor fella just stood there petrified when I put it on him. After about 20 minutes of standing there, he took a couple of steps and when the collar “followed” him, he FLIPPED. HIS. SHIT. I feel terrible for doing something that scares him so badly, but I know it’s for his own good. Doc says as the blood flow increases the tail will tingle and he will be even more likely to lick and chew it and do further damage, so the collar is a must if we’re going to avoid our absolute worst-case scenario, which is that the tail would have to be amputated above the incision site. Recheck middle of next week. Until then, thank God for tramadol (for him) and wine (for me). (Side note: I absolutely love my vet. As many times as we’ve been back since the surgery (three) he has not charged me one red cent except the cost of his meds. This guy is truly in it for the animals, not the money. A rare gem.)