We just finished an almost 16 mile training run at the trail. I'm not sure what it is about anything over 14 miles, but once we cross over that distance, Cheryl's mind freaks out and shuts down.
Ah, but it always works out...somehow. By now, "melt down" runs are a familiar thing. Almost routine! I count on at least one "melt down" run before every marathon. It seems odd that this would occur after Cheryl's successful first place run yesterday....However, it has been a tough week.
But first, allow me to explain the title of the run...
The pressure of the dog "encounter" and the separation from me should take its tole on anyone's mental health. I play a key role in Cheryl's life, after all. I pet/bribe with treats the "would be dog assailants" and act as a distraction so she can safely trot by. As for the job...I provide the driving experience and mechanical know-how to operate the Subie properly. It's...kind of a big deal.
Ah well, at least we got that one out of the way so now we should be able to expect smoother longer runs in the future. We shall see.