It's A Dog's Life

When I was a kid I used to run with my dog Ginger up to the Winningham mailbox and back just for the fun of it. I wasn't very fast, but it gave Ginger and I a chance to avoid the evening chores for about 20 minutes and to enjoy each other's company. She heard all my stories of the events of the day, licked my face to assure me that I was loved, and generally kept my psyche on uneven keel.  On our return run, we would climb through the fence at the corner and chase the cows in for milking. 
Even though I haven't really run with a dog for 50 years... and I'm slower now than then!... running still keeps me on an even keel. Here's this week's post for my training for the Bentonville Half 8 April. Wanting to put the spotlight on my old alma mater!