Running, throwing “the stick”, and climbing hills…..sounds like a triathlon to me!
This morning, I took Bella out for a run. She is not a fan of running on the street; so many cars and so little freedom (leash). But when we leave the roads……watch out! She’s in her element.
We decided to do “trail repeats”. What that means for me is absolute insurance that I won’t get lost. If you’ve been reading my blog long enough, you know I was born sans internal compass. There’s no use fighting it. I use a Garmin for driving and I stick with out&back routines like this morning. We completed 3 out&backs to total 3.44 miles. That might be a new running mileage record for Bella. She’s much more of a sprinter.
To keep it fun and interesting for her, I threw “the stick” a number of times. She lives to fetch and epitomizes the essence of the Labrador Retriever. Occasionally, she’ll get cozy with the stick and gnaw on it, ripping it apart. She has particular types of sticks that are her favorite. C’mon, doesn't everyone have a favorite stick? So my dog might have OCD. Don’t judge.
The trail is flanked by large hills with boulders and forest. Here is where she has her most fun. She fetches the stick, runs down the hill, drops it for me, and climbs back up again – waiting for the next throw. We could do this all day and she’d never get bored. If I wait too long to throw it, she’ll let me know. That particular bark has almost a “cry” to it. She gets so damn excited (and impatient).
|Well deserved rest!|