3 mi this AM, brisk and frosty but with clear blue sky.
Maxwell was such a presence
as I dressed – so eager and desperate for the running that
I’ve perpetually denied him – that I had
little choice but to bring him.
We darted and lunged and ate muddy grass, barked at
shady characters and urinated ceaselessly.
But we also had a nice time.
gearing up for 7 tomorrow and 15 this wknd.
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