It’s a bit chillier than I thought this morning. So cycling in shorts perhaps wasn’t the best idea. Although I get to work quicker than usual, so perhaps the cold made me pedal faster. Every grey cloud has a silver lining.
I make a rash decision and enter myself (and MD) into a dog friendly 10k, which is at Catton Park in two weeks time. I’m sure I’ll regret it but hey ho. L isn’t terribly supportive but reckons we’ll be fine as long as we don’t run past any deer, rabbits, squirrels, sheep or people (especially if they clap, are on a bike, are eating or are carrying a carrier bag...) or for that matter, dogs. Especially ones that bark or just simply look at him. Hmmm, as it’s a dog specific event, I’m assuming they’ll be other dogs in it... but I’m sure she has him wrong. He’s a very focussed little boy, when he puts his mind to it.
We have two weeks to train or we could just turn up on the day and hope for the best. Which, on the evidence I’ve seen, is how a lot of people seem to approach their races.
Dog training. MD shows how focused he is and how noisy. There’s even training for Doggo tonight and he’s even noisier.
(Wednesday 13th April)