Every season, there's always some down time. We're a recreational team, so I try not to stress too much when the dogs don't get out. Our yearly mileage goal is just for fun. When we do compete, it's always sprint races, which don't require long-distance conditioning.
Still, I always feel looming guilt, especially as the forecast starts to warm up. This season, we lost some runs during the holidays (which is normal) plus a few days while I was in California.
Today was our first run in a week, this time thanks to injuries. Knox has been having issues with one of his toes (infected nail bed) and Willy woke up with a swollen cheek.
They both earned a trip to the vet out of it and went home with anti-inflammatories. Knox also has a toe care regiment that he's not too pleased about.
Everyone seems to be recovering smoothly. Willow's face is still a little bumpy, but she's been acting normally (despite how depressed she looks in the above photo). Knox's toe is looking better and he's acting his normal amount of weird, rather than super depressed weird. He'll be running with a bootie on just in case.
I probably could have biked with Blitz and Denali while everyone else was benched, but things are pretty chaotic in my life, outside of the usual dog mayhem. Then next big adventure? If all goes as planned, we'll be moving!
There's still a lot to be figured out (like, uhh, where we want to go), but step one was finding a fully remote job. I secured that after an over-night trip to Los Angeles. I think 2017 is going to be an interesting year.