As the weather has looked like this:
for the past four or five days, I don’t have many photos of Shiva and I jumping around our local park for this week’s challenge. But rest assured, we made proper fools of ourselves. Normally I hate this time of year, when it grows dark before seven pm. K9 “Boot” Kamp has made me grateful for early nightfall. The lower the light, the less my neighbours can heckle. I get enough of that from my dog.
I expected the challenges to get harder and more complicated but I really felt like I was set up for extreme failure with this one. Last week’s tugging was bad enough, but to attempt to keep up with my dog at jumping? That’s just… Not going to happen. She’s practically a professional!
As a human, I don’t spend a lot of time in the air. I haven’t played jump rope in at least a decade and a half. Before we began, I had to teach myself how to jump all over again. It sounds like a simple concept, I know, and it’s something I ask of my dog all the time. Bend your knees, balance on your toes, and hop! Apparently jumping as an out of shape human requires great amounts of coordination I just don’t have. But what a work out! My thighs, my calves, my feet, my derriere, everything is still sore! How does Shiva do it?
My dog can jump much higher than my two legs can dream so I searched for a spot that would be more difficult for her, yet still low enough for me. Unsurprisingly, Shiva quickly grew bored with the whole up-on-the-step-and-then-down-again routine. Since I was struggling to get a handle on the mechanics of it, Shiva decided to increase the challenge by jumping on me! She may have intended for this to be motivating.
But I was proud of myself. Rather than giving up, or throttling her, I took advantage of the sprinting section of the challenge in hopes the run would get her head back together. When we tried again, I just got her to perform vertical jumps while I s over sweat over the curb. We still had half an hour left and I was exhausted. So we headed to the playground and goofed around on the equipment, jumping up and down the various levels. Was this cheating?
Do I care?
Overall, Shiva did a lot more work than I did. Especially during the five hour agility workshop we attended the next day. But hey, I’m the one with the treats. It’s only fair. She has to earn her keep every once in a while.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I am going to go back to sitting on an ice pack.