Let me tell you, you do not want to run across one of these guys at mile 3 of an 8 mile run. The guy (copperhead) that I found I think was dead, although you couldn’t tell unless you poked him with a stick and then dragged him out of the road using that stick. For those of you that don’t know, Shannon and I are training for a half-marathon on Thanksgiving. As part of our training, we run a “long run” each weekend that has been steadily building in length. A half-marathon is 13.1 miles, which seems possible now that we have each run an 8-miler. I track my runs using a somewhat buggy website, but here is a link to the route I ran today.Â