I just went out for my 30 minutes of cariovascular exercise (I've lost 20 pounds on the Charlotta diet in 3.5 weeks ... and I'm not done), and my dog Biscuit went with me. I needed to ride on the solid paved roads since it's so muddy here and I made an exception to his training (to stay inside our fenced property) and let him run alongside me on the roads. He was super fast, galloping ahead of me when I was in high gear (I guess 12th speed going downhill). What an amazing and fast animal. After going about 2 miles in one direction (including a break where he bolted into a field to face off a bull -- uh oh, look out, Biscuit!) we turned around to come back. He was barely trotting along, so I offered him a ride. I picked him up and pedaled along. At one point, after bouncing with each pedal thrust, he positioned his left rear paw on my left handlebar to give his body some balance. What a dog! I wish I had a photo of that. After going down another road (facing West), the same thing happened. On the way back I gave him a lift. Only this time someone drove by in a pickup. I bet they were surprised by what they saw. Biscuit is a full-grown Shelty and not exactly a small dog, yet stocky enough to hold with one arm around him. So funny.
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Hilarious! That feeling must be awesome.
The proudness about Biscuit I mean, not his weight ;)
Posted by: Tobe On Fire at May 2, 2007 06:55 PM