As I was heading out for my 8 miler yesterday, I caught a glimpse of Pepper's big, brown, doggie eyes and I couldn't say no to her. I grabbed her leash and opened the hatch to the good ol' station wagon and in she jumped. We were off to the rail trail. I contemplated making the run shorter because Pepper hasn't done 8 miles before. When we arrived to the rail trail (only a 3 mile drive from the house), I decided we would try for 8 and see where it got us.
My girl started off so strong, she was quite happy to be out with me again. When we reached the 3 mile point, she still seemed strong and happy, so we continued. At 3.5 miles, you guessed it, still strong. When we arrived at the 4 mile point & turn around, we paused for a moment, I patted her and told her how awesome she was. She wagged her cut lab tail in agreement and then we were off. Well, sort of. I forgot to mention, it was windier than ever yesterday and it didn't seem to matter which direction we were running, the wind was horrible!
Still, Pepper powered on. When we arrived at the car, she promptly jumped into the back of the car and laid down. She was pooped. And so was I.
Before heading into the house, I had to get a picture of us together to remember this great new milestone with Pepper reaching 8 miles!
What's next for this dog? 10? 15? 20? Who knows? I do know that I have a fabulous dog who really seems to enjoy running with me. Maybe she'll start joining the human girls and I for our long runs!