Good Deed of the Day

I woke up this morning feeling awful.  I’ve been fighting sinus/allergy gunk all week long. I knew I had an 8-mile run scheduled for today, and I couldn’t afford to miss it.  I only have 5 weeks until my half marathon and my training has been lacking, to say the least.

Anyway, I set out undecided how to tackle the 8 miles in front of me.  Originally, I was going to just walk all of it to cover the ground.  Just before leaving the house, Nick suggested running some kind of intervals just at a much slower pace.  So, I ran 2 minutes, walked 2 minutes.  The run was really taxing me (I know, it sounds sad, but that’s where I am right now).

Continuing on, Lou and I ran what’s become our normal route – several little out and backs to make the 8 miles.  Coming up just past the halfway mark, we cross a highway and run on that side of town.  While we were waiting for the light to signal us to cross, I saw two cars facing me, pulled over on their far right side of the lane.  I figured it was a small fender bender and kept running.  As I approached the second car, I noticed the guy from the front car walking to the rear of the second car.  I could see two people in that vehicle, and the man began pushing their car.  Once I was close enough to the second car, I realized it was an elderly couple in the front seat.

Passing the second car, I asked the gentleman if he needed help pushing the car.  He responded yes.  So, Lou and I began helping him push the elderly couple’s car up the overpass.  As we pushed, the man apologized for ruining my run and asked about my training.  Coincidentally, he ran the San Diego Rock N Roll in June.  We chatted for a few minutes.  As we began descending, the gentleman thanked me and said it was all downhill from here, just a few more feet to the stopping point, a nearby gas station.

Lou and I turned back around and continued on our run.  I took a much longer walk break, as pushing a car uphill for 1/10 mile is quite a battle on already labored lungs.  Although, helping out a stranger really made my heart happy.

Running with dogs

The remainder of our run was uneventful.  We made it home and Lou was wrecked the rest of the day.

Olive’s First Run

We’ve been taking Olive to training, teaching her to sit, stay, wait, place, heel, etc.  She “graduated” from her training yesterday.   And while “Heel” is still a work in progress, we decided to introduce her to running.  She will turn in 10 months in a few days, so this is the perfect time to start, plus the weather hasn’t been too hot.

Today was Olive’s first run.  1 mile in the books!  She could definitely go further (and much faster), but we will take it slow until she’s ready.

GSP, Running Dog, German Shorthair Pointer

 

On the Road Again

Well, we’re moving….again.  Nick and I packed up last weekend and drove to California, with the three dogs.  They slept the entire 12-hour trip, which was amazing!

We will be living the hotel life in Cali for the next 3 weeks, then on to our final destination, Las Vegas!

Since the weather is much nicer than the Pacific NorthWest, I’m hoping we will quickly get back into our swimming, biking, and running lifestyle.

Weekly Activity Report 01/10/2016

With the unbelievable cold weather lately, Nick and I were very happy to run outdoors on Saturday.  We brought Lou along for the run; hoping to tire her a little.  The air was crisp and a little breezier than I would have preferred, but it beats running on the treadmill.  Here are a few pictures from our run.

Emily and Unhappy Lou   Emily and Nick January 2016 Winter Run

And now for the fun stuff…our weekly activity stats are below.

Weekly Activity Report ending 01/10/2016:

Emily –
84,400 Fitbit steps (daily average 12,057)
Run 8.3 miles
Bike 14.4 miles
Swim 800 yds
Strength 30 minutes

Nick –
99,117 Fitbit steps (daily average 14,160)
Run 7.7 miles
Bike 14.6 miles
Swim 500 yds
Strength 30 minutes

This Dog is Hungry

I’m sure we have mentioned before that we have two dogs, one that is lazy and could spend all day and night sleeping if we let her, the other constantly wound up.

The dog that is constantly wound up, Lou, acts as if she has never been fed before anytime that we get ready to feed her.  So the other night I decided to take a video of this in action and I thought it was quite funny.

Does anyone else have a dog that acts like this every time they eat?