Dogs
πΆWeβre a furry family, weβre a furry family, weβre a furry family, me and my doggies.πΆπ
My dogs posing like a Tears For Fears album cover. π
Shane needs a trim. π
My boy Shane. π
Last night I learned that just because a boy dog has been neutered doesnβt mean they have no βdesiresβ. Our spayed girl was surprised, too. π
Seeing as Iβm back; our new doggie, Shane the lurcher, is settling in well after a few dodgy weeks. Heβs not a runner like Leela, sadly, as heβs too interested in sniffing everything. π
I have a pocket-full of doggy treats and Iβm ready to kick some bottom. π
More of Leela and I after our run this morning. πππ»
A few photos of Lady Leela Doggington after our run. ππ»π
Trying to get some kind of routine going again for writing, running, gardening and - quite basically - anything apart from sitting down and watching βJudge Judyβ all day. Off for a run with this girl soon. ππ»π
Another run up the mountain with my best friend. πππ»
Had an incredibly soggy run with my dog this morning. πππ»
Gorgeous day in which I ran with my dog, did some gardening, and ate a doughnut. π©πππ»
Leela was in mischievous form during our 5km this morning. ππ»π
Most productive run with my dog for months. πππ»
Absolutely soaked to the skin. πππ»
Took my dog for her yearly vaccination and was told sheβs a lovely, well-behaved, girl. ππ
A great run/walk with my dog to start the day, a superb Burnley performance to lift my mood higher, and plenty of seeds ordered. What a lovely day itβs been. ππ±ππ»β½οΈ
Sunday up the Mountain.
Lockdown has been a pain in the arse for routine and particularly the routine of running.
Around this time last year, I went from training for Connemara marathon, to a few laps of our garden, to - basically - becoming a couch potato. With the kids and home (I have four, three of whom are autistic) opportunities to get out and about were few and far between. I went through a stage of getting up at 6am to get out for a 5Β km here and there, but thatβs no fun. The beautiful local park, Strokestown Park House - where I enjoy most of my exercise - closed due to the pandemic as the grounds are part of a museum and, before I knew it, I wasnβt going outside my house and garden at all.
The pounds piled on both for my dog, Leela, and I and neither of us were happy. I only started running a few years ago in 2017 at the age of 40 and Leela joined our family in 2019. I generally ran alone, I liked the solitude and mindfulness of being out with only my thoughts and daydreams for company. Lovely Leela loved her walks and guilt-tripped me, one planned run morning, into bringing her out. Using her lead and harness, we went out for a slow 5Β km, and she absolutely loved it.
Reading a little more into it, I became aware of canicross and how running with your dog can increase your bond. I got a hands-free harness and, eventually, a proper canicross running belt and harness and off we went!
Anyway, Iβve all but given up on long distances, and we go out every day for a 5Β km, running four of those. I wouldnβt really dream of going out for a run without her now, sheβs my best friend and great company. πππ»
Shoes and dog. π