Ran hills tonight with the puppy. We had 7 hills on the schedule, but I ended up cutting it off at 6. This was the start of a trend to not feeling good, early fatigue, lack of recovery etc etc. The hills themselves were at a proper pace, and I was even pushing the pace at the top of the hill, like I like to run hills. But the breeze felt colder than it should have, the recovery not as good, and just not fun.
Funny story. When we went to run the last hill, the puppy didnt want to run, and just stalled. This usually means something in the foot or the fur. I checked his feet, thinking that it was snow balls that were causing the problem. He then reluctantly ran up the hill with lots of coaxing. The run back to the store was slow, and kind-of a drag, with lots of encouragement required. When we got in the store, one of the ladies saw him, and said "Oh you poor dog, you have a stick stuck in your fur" and proceeded to pull a big branch out from underneath him..... I must remember to check closer when he balks.
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