It got cold last night. Very cold. The sort of cold that got me to traipse down to our bus to find the sweaters, long underwear, long sleeve shirts and other implements of winterdom.
I decided to take it easy today. We've been working hard with this training thing. My legs are sore. My hamstrings are tight. Getting in shape has as much to do with your rest days, as your hard workout days. We don't improve if we don't rest.
So today's walk was just for Angel. She has been a trooper--running beside me. Taking long hikes down the Canyon. Last night she whimpered under our couch; her feet hurt.
I just let Angel sniff around as much as she wanted to. I went at her pace. For a dog, the world is one odiferously interesting place to be. Seems she just can't get enough nasal exploration. She could stop for ten minutes (and will) in order to sniff a plant, leaf, tree. What information does she obtain from doing this? I can't say...
But some days it is okay just to sniff about.