Ticks, snakes and spiders ... oh my!

when I run I always have this mantra in my head...

"run fat girl run"

It works, and I love running.

So I mentioned I was going running in the Ozarks of Missouri. Well two things I hate more than anything in life are ticks and snakes. I am never going to be a mountain woman, country girl or REI mascot. In fact I hold dearly to my JAP (Jewish American Princess) title. But I like a challenge so when my cousin suggested that he take us to the best trail run around I was like "Hell Ya!!"

I clarified that there was a trail, of course he said. I clarified that we would be sticking to this trail, of course he said.
Dont trust relatives.
We got there and where there may have beena trail was a grass covered sope. See the trail he asks, I say no and with a tear in my throat proceed to follow the two boys into the tall grass.

We ran for about 30minutes when I had to stop due to the heat and humidity. This was a bad idea. No ssoner did we stop than I looked down and saw an army of ticks marching up my pant leg. With the beating I gave myself I will be black and blue tomorrow but I got them off and then with some goading continued to run. I was feeling pretty proud of myself for "toughin it out" until it happened. Im running and a snake, yes thats right a snake slithers across my foot. with that I let out a scream to make my JAP heritage proud and said:
Peace out Im done
point me in the direction of the car.
And with that I was running like a microsoft wife towards the nordstrom half yearly sale.
The moral of this story: do not trust relatives :)