A little startled from almost picking up a snake, I jumped back a little, and almost stepped on yet another snake. What the heck? I was surrounded! I decided to re-route my run and take a different trail, but I still encountered two more snakes. Needless to say, it was a very nervous 8 mile run for me today. Every stick started looking like a snake. I did lots of hopping around. Glad no one was watching.
Headed to The Woodlands tomorrow to get my hair did, a little retail therapy, and lunch with an old high school friend/sometimes boyfriend who is just moving here from Dallas. Should be interesting. Is it wrong that I hope he's ugly now?