The last couple of days have been hard physically and emotionally. Generally, physical issues I can handle and I try not to use it as an excuse. I like to train almost as much as I like to race. Today was different. This race was different. I raced today with a heavy heart and with some guilt.
My faithful dog of 10 years (Molly) had been really sick recently. Deb and I were up a lot last night keeping an eye on her to make sure she was ok. This morning we had yet another vet appointment to see if there was something they could do for her. Her appt. was at the same time of the snowshoe race this morning. I should have skipped the race...but I didn't.I was completely drained when I finished and once I caught my breath, called to see how she was doing. It was not good news so I left immediately, stopping at home to pick up my kids and then heading to the vets. We had time to say goodbye and not much more. At 2pm she passed away. She was a good dog. We'll all miss her.
