Last weekend I ran with one of my favorite running friends, my dog Brody. Brody is hands down one of the best dogs I have ever owned and for some reason he is also one of the most grateful. Brody is a rescue dog that went from riches to rags. He was bought as a puppy from a pet store by a wealthy singly lady who lived in D.C., was pampered for with all the luxury treatments including daily doggy daycare, but Brody grew up. He grew into a 85 pound handsome white boxer that was too much for a busy single professional. It wasn't long he was turned into a local shelter, laying on cold concrete floors, and having his face all over Craigslist. After one meeting the adoption was inevitable.
My dog may be a better runner than walker, he's a great pacer, and most importantly a great listener. This past weekend we ran a loop at Rosaryville together. It was a cold Sunday morning and it couldn't have been a better day for a run. My fellow dog owners know all to well that if dogs could talk we would all be in trouble. But yesterday Brody listened to me and seemingly listened more so than normal. I talked about the holidays, what's in store for next year and we talked about our honored TNT teammate Erin Dean.
I mentioned Erin and one of her quotes in an earlier blog over the summer. And as I said before although we have never met I feel that through her FB posts, updates and chat through Team in Training, and her spirit that she may be one of the most beautiful people that I've known. Erin has endured more than an army but continues to shine.
So as my dog and I ran the trails of the park that I have ran many times before we left a path behind us filled with philosophical thought, hopes, dreams, and prayers to those in need. And without saying a word or really knowing what I have even said I was lent an ear from my four legged friend and I was allowed to leave with a somewhat uncluttered mind and some clarity.
great post
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