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Sunday, July 8, 2012
I cannot lie - this has been a hard day, so far.
K and I headed out for our morning hike, and I immediately noticed that she didn't feel good. She stayed right on my heels at first as we walked through the drenched forest.
Then, about 100 yards into the walk, she stopped and sat behind me. Her message reached me loud and clear... she didn't want to hike through our beloved forest. For K, that's serious. I let her rest, and then I checked whether she was interested in walking. No, she didn't want to walk. I cannot lie - I wept.
I took K home, hoping that maybe, just maybe, she's just tired from playing with our nephews yesterday. In the photo below, one of them put the Duo through their paces. Everyone seemed to be having fun.
After our aborted hike this morning, K stayed home to snooze with the boys, and I headed out on a bike ride with a heavy heart. I spent the beginning of the ride trying to convince myself that it was just a bad day and K would rebound. Only time will tell if she will climb to Hug Hill again, like she did so easily yesterday.
My mountain bike ride was rough... My spine hurt, my tooth hurt, my knee hurt, and my heart hurt. The world was gloomy due to dark clouds hovering over it. I rode through big piles of hail left behind by last night's storms. It's hard to tell from a photo but this pile of hail was about 3" deep.
I only felt worse the further I rode, counter to the usual soothing effect of bike riding for me. So, I turned toward home just as the clouds truly enveloped the forest. Never has a nature scene reflected my mood so perfectly.
K is still snoozing, hopefully rebounding for a better day tomorrow.