Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Big Mouth Strikes Again
Hard to get any kind of photo of Cody. As soon as the camera comes out he either starts acting weird or comes right up to the camera so that all you can get is a good shot of his nose hair.
I think he loves that squeaky red rubber devil ball a little too much.
All sorts of mayhem ensues whenever I break it out.
I keep looking at that course map in the post below and thinking I can run fast enough to get past that #4 tunnel opening to cue that #5 jump. I wasn't trying hard enough during practice, surely that's the problem. I'm always wanting to run when I shouldn't and not running hard enough when I should. I feel the same way about the dogwalk, I can totally run faster than I do. Probably holding back because I'm afraid I'll be out of breath and unable to handle the rest of the course or I can't think and run that hard at the same time. Maybe it's time to revisit those Tabata sprints once I'm done rehabbing from that stupid car crash and can start running again. I do sort of remember starting to dread them several hours before doing them but feeling good afterwards. Not sure if it helped the agility running though because I'm not ever going that hard on a course. Maybe the fartlek running is better. It's more fun anyway and I don't want to cry at the very thought of it like I do with the Tabata sprints. For now I'm stuck on my mountain bike on the road and easy trails per the chiropractor until the stiffness and pain in my neck and back go away. Can't even swim right now, haven't been swimming in weeks. Masters is going to be ugly when I finally go back. I probably shouldn't have opened that bag of Halloween Reeses peanut butter cups either.