The highs are only supposed to be around 32 degrees and after spending the morning in my unheated training building teaching and working my own dogs, my hands do not want to work.
Since I have no desire to learn how to blow snot sickles; I will get on the dreaded, evil treadmill.
Wish me luck - I hate that thing, it wants to dump me off the back whenever it feels like it. It is like a bucking bronco and I am not like a cowgirl. I'll just have to strap myself on and go for a ride.
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I just thought of a positive about that evil thing - I can get a good read out on my actual time, distance and speed. Ok - so it isn't horribly evil. Just mildly so.
Good luck!! I hate the dreadmill too. Winter moved in fast, and it's where I'll be for the next 6 months. Sucks.
ROFLMAO! Good luck with that TM!
They should write a book on treadmill training. How 'bout it?? haha
yep - I survived my session though - yippee!
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