zero to fifty

I went running yesterday. Twice.

Seriously. When did I become a person who enjoyed running so much as to do it twice in one day? What is wrong with me?

The first one was an early morning trail run with the mutt. She was on her regular collar and we trotted along the trail and just enjoyed the morning. The second run was in the evening and it had a purpose. What was that purpose you ask? Well, we were working on her mushing commands and getting her used to the idea of pulling me.

Yesterday I finally ordered our starter skijoring kit, which is basically a sled dog harness for her, a belt for me, and a line that connects us. I'm waiting anxiously for its arrival so that we can go for training runs without her nearly pulling my arm out of the socket. Did you know that this whole dog/running thing is actually a sport? With races and everything? Its called canicross and its a great way to get the dogs used to pulling and listening to your commands.

The way I see it, this can only be a good thing. Along with the fact that its getting Maddie ready to do the real deal on real snow, its also going to help me with my running. Running behind a dog that is actually supposed to be pulling you is a bit like motor pacing on the bike. I was running way faster than my usual slog which, assuming I don't pound my knees and shins into oblivion, can only be a good thing for my running.

Hopefully our skijoring stuff should arrive tomorrow!