Last Saturday it was a bit hot- something around the upper 70's?
So what better idea than to go running! and not just a little jaunt either- 10 miles of running.
Now normally 10 miles is easy peasy...but as you know I've been having a little "trouble" with my running which means I've been running SUPER slow and dragging the team down:)
Anywho... last Saturday was hot and I went running anyway.
It was Me, Grace, Amy, Heather, and Jordan running along minding our own business...Grace was kind of dragging and I was kind of dragging, I figured she was hot and thirsty so we stopped for her to have a drink- which she refused.
We also hosed her down at Amy's In-laws, but it didn't really help.
By mile 8 I was yelling at her in my head.
My mile 9 I was full on towing her behind me...all 60+ pounds.
I thought she was just being a pill but it turns out her little paws were all sore from running on hot concrete.
Yes, I'm an awful person. I yelled in my head at a dog who was struggling to keep up because her feet hurt really badly.