Ahh to Have a Dog’s Attitude…

A post run drink for two.

A post run drink for two

Dogs love running. Love it! Why is it the best thing ever for them? It’s one of the pinnacles of their lives, along with finally catching that squirrel that’s been teasing them all summer, chewing bones and sleeping. I wish I could just naturally love it like they do. I also wish I had four legs. Then maybe I could spread the tired out a little more and run faster.

They know when I start getting ready that they’re going out and they do not hesitate to let me know how excited they are. Switch actually vibrates and makes Chewbacca like noises. (I just learned that the dictionary on this computer doesn’t know Chewbacca. Not nerd friendly I guess. It wanted to change it to backache… so I guess it is new runner friendly and that’s something)

I think they see me put my shirt on and Switch says to Chinook “Hey! She’s putting on that shirt!”

Chinook replies “that one? The one that’s more glaringly bright grey than all her other shirts?”

“Yes! I THINK WE’RE GOING OUT” he shouts.

“YES YES YES YES YES YES!!!” They both say until we get out the door.

My shirt is bright pink… that was a – dogs are colour blind – joke, just in case you missed it. Har har har 😉

The point is I can’t imagine feeling that way about running. I hope to get that feeling one day but it wasn’t today. The weather was niceish and the running part went well. Switch decided he was a lead dog coming up on the finish line of the Yukon Quest and would not stop pulling for a while. We worked it out but then he had some focus problems and cut me off while staring down neighbour driveways about four times. He was like me at the mall, unable to walk in a straight line because I’m marveling at everything. Ask Svelte, I exasperate him and sometimes he just lets me walk into signs and such.

I ran into him the first three times but managed to slow down before disaster occurred and he figured it out. The last time he cut me off the only thing that saved us from a terrible limb flying, leash tangling pile of princess and dog was some crazy pudgy ninja move that I pulled by hurdling over him and managing to stay upright. It was a Christmas miracle! Now I’ve used that up for everyone. Sorry guys.

Today was C25K Week 3 day 3 and I’m on to week 4 after my night shifts tonight and tomorrow. Princess Sweatsalot and I are going to do a run together on Wednesday. I took a sneaky peek at the run and I will be up to 5 minute run sections on this one. That seemed impossible to me three weeks ago. That’s something I have to remember when I think about how long a half marathon is (and it’s just HALF).

It seems impossible now but it isn’t, I can do it.

~PP

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