A bit surprised by the cool, gray weather, my spirit was undeterred this morning about the mission ahead: log a decent recovery run, and make sure my Golden pal, Coby, has a special day.
In part, that meant he’d be joining me for part of today’s workout. After all, today is his first birthday. It’s a bit tough to believe that he’s a year old – from a tiny little dude on a farm near New York Mills to a nearly full-grown, dark caramel and truly athletic canine.
Just a week ago, I marked my first year in my Grand Forks home, ending three months of commuting, and it seems fitting that the bridge between these two important first anniversaries would be another significant marker: today capped my first 50-mile week since I left Bemidji, Minn. To find out the last time I’ve accomplished that feat within a calendar week, I’d have to page through old running logs.
In a lightweight long-sleeved running shirt, I did an improvised version of a loop from my house before returning home to pick up Coby, who joined me for jog along the Grand Forks Greenway. It was a chance to get him a birthday run, a few pictures along the way and my milestone bridge.
Here’s a short video in celebration of Coby’s birthday.