The week started off rough, meeting with the trainer and Gizmo’s sudden “illness” (read about it here), but ended on a high note when we finally got to have a rescue evaluate Bandit. It was another tough, draining week, but we have more of a routine going and we are hopeful that things will continue to get better.
- Monday: 3 miles easy on the treadmill, Dogwalk
- Tuesday: 3 miles easy (with hill repeats x 9), Dogwalk x 2
- Wednesday: Dogwalk x 2, Swimming 20 minutes, Full Bodylicious Thighs
- Thursday: Dogwalk, 3 easy treadmill miles
- Friday: Dogwalk, Full Bodylicious Abs
- Saturday: 7 mile LSD, Dogwalk
- Sunday: Dogwalk and hopefully some sort of yoga
Mileage: 16 (+1)
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Monday was a long day, and I knew it would be, as we were meeting with the trainer, but I didn’t know just how long it would actually end up being. It was hot, again, so I ran on the treadmill, and eased back on the pace simply because all of the stress going on in our life.
Tuesday was blessedly much cooler, and I knew it would be, so I saved my hill repeats for it. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to get out there until 9 am, losing a lot of the shade. I really needed that run, though. And it was faster than last week (with one more hill repeat). And a woman walking her dog said how much she admired me, that she could never do that, although she looked quite fit — that always raises your spirits!
Yup, Thursday the heat came back. It wasn’t terribly humid, but again, I couldn’t do a morning run, so I ran on the treadmill (with headphones) again. Despite the fact that Bandit was crated upstairs while I was running downstairs.
Saturday I finally got to run with my group again. Sort of. Unfortunately my group run buddy is down with an injury (unclear how serious it is yet), and so while I got to chat with friends before/after, I ran solo for the most part. Most people are faster, one maybe is slower.
It was quite humid and in the mid 70s at the start at 6:30 am. Which is why I told Mr. Judy I really need to run with my group from here on out — we’re getting up to longer mileage and with the hot summer we’re having, it’s so imperative that I get out there early. So Mr. Judy was on complete animal control (feeding, getting Giz in the laundry room, taking both dogs for short walks) while I was out running.
I won’t lie and say this was a fun run; it wasn’t. Thankfully at that time in the morning there was a fair amount of shade. I am also happy to report that I ran it about 2 minutes faster than I did last year at this time, when it was 10 degrees cooler!
Some of that may actually be due to the fact that I was solo. My run buddy, who races faster than me, tends to struggle on the LSDs. It begs the question would I be better if I were with her, and therefore running slower?
I did not have much in the way of goals for this run. I started out just noting the time each mile, and running by effort, trying to pay attention to my form. I decided to push the pace a bit miles 5 and 6, and while I had intended to let that last mile be a cooldown, by that point I really just wanted to be done with this run so it was almost as fast as my first mile (when I was running with someone for a bit).
Favorites of the week
We finally met with some rescue people to evaluate Bandit. Their opinion? He’s fine. A little leery of some handling, but ultimately pretty good overall.
We got the distinct impression that they thought I was overreacting. Why does he have to be separated from your other animals? Um, both the vet and the trainer thought it was a good idea? Because I haven’t liked the way he’s gone after them when he had access to furniture (although he stopped when I told him to and on the rare times he comes nose to nose with them he seems fine).
I have found rescue people tend to be this way. Some like animals more than humans. They also basically dismissed the fact that he bit the vet with the “little dogs are just that way”) (remember my thoughts on that in this week’s TOLT?).
Granted, I only have experience with Chester and Lola, but that was not my experinece — at all — with either one of them. Not even taking them to a strange vet for the first time.
I don’t agree with them. On the other hand, they are willing to list him on their site. And maybe talk to one of the rescues, that specializes more in small dogs, one of the first ones I contacted and got turned down at, about listing him on theirs, as well.
Could I be overreacting? Maybe.Could it be that they aren’t threatened by him and therefore aren’t threatening to him? Could it be because we met in a neutral location, and not in our home? Could it be that as we get more comfortable with him, he gets more comfortable, too?
It’s a step in the right direction, anyway. Obviously it’s not as though he’s going to be adopted tomorrow, but I’m so glad to finally have people who are willing to work with us.
On to some other favorites this week. Chocolate Peanut Butter ice cream. You can’t see the mini peanut butter cups in it. We left Bandit at home and we took Lola to my favorite local ice cream place (she got a little of Mr. Judy’s Black Cherry ice cream).
More Skirtsports outfits. I love how they great for running, for dogwalking, for relaxing. I got complemented on my skirt on my run Saturday (Use code CRJ20 for 20% off full priced items).
I’ve been working on my post You are not a number for a while, and I got a lot of good feedback on it. In case you missed it, I’m talking about the numbers we use to define ourselves and there’s a very short video from me at the end.
And that’s a wrap!
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