Despite his small size, Woody loves to go for runs. He can be the best and worst running partner - best because he could keep his pace forever and worst because if he does stop, it's to use the bathroom or sniff something that must smell REALLY interesting.
Now that it's nearly winter and am actually in the home stretch of training for a couple of races, I can't really take him along. People say running is just as much about mental strength as it is physical, and tonight I got to thinking about how different my thoughts are when I'm running with my dog vs. when I'm running without him. Maybe you can relate?
Winter came a little early in Cleveland, marking the start of this year's jacket season, aka the time period when Woody has to wear a little fleece to stay warm outside. He's BEYOND thrilled...
Despite the cold right now, it's supposed to be back in the 50s by the weekend. I am trying to be positive and embrace the winter because complaining about it isn't going to make it go away any faster. I am also grateful that we aren't dealing with the type of weather that's currently happening near Buffalo and am sending positive vibes and prayers to all those affected, including our four-legged friends like this guy.
I'm just a twenty-something female raising the weirdest dog I've ever met.