This last Friday, we changed things up a bit. Bigg came home a little early to help unload a heavy delivery we were expecting anywhere from 2-5pm (that didn’t come at all. Dear UPS, you suck.) Anyways, he decided to get his training in while we waited. Now we’ve been struggling a bit with this Wisconsin 90+ degree weather but the humidity dropped enough to make it tolerable for Bigg to do the Farmers Walk; Sandbag run; and extra grip work while he took his rest breaks out of the sun. The Hungarian wunderboy there carrying an additional 40 pounds in fur doesn’t care about the heat as long as he’s with his people. Weird.
My job was to get some sun and help him stay hydrated. So I got out the lawn chair and watched his water bottle and hydrated my own way…
Now it’s been a while since I’ve hit the Friday Afternoon Club and feel like we did it proud. We (and by ‘we’ I mean Bigg) got in some good work; I got in some good sun; and we both had a couple of good drinks. Bigg celebrated the end of his session with an awesome Margarita…a summer favorite around tosabarbell.
Then join hand in hand, brave Americans all!
By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall.
John Dickinson
