7 August, 2011 flow
It’s difficult to believe my last blog entry was Thursday and now it’s only Sunday. And so much has changed. Well, only one thing really, but it’s a big change. I closed Thursday’s post with a paragraph beginning “Max is doing fine” and observed he was “happy to be home but exhausted.” I also mentioned his getting a few calories in. He remained happy to be home, but was never less exhausted. And never able to get any calories in. And never able to sleep and never stopped bleeding. He and I were up all night Thursday evening and into Friday morning. He couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, could barely stand. He could bleed, and he did that a lot, but not much else. His health was going in one direction, and it was going that direction fast. I had him euthanized Friday around lunch time.
It’s been draining. But this has been the first week of ironman training. A sport that is entirely unforgiving of missed training time. So I’ve gotten in all three of my swims this week, all three of my rides, all three of my runs. My effort has been puny but I’ve been moving forward and it helps me eat and sleep.
Last night my friend Larry and I went to see a movie and yesterday evening I heard from two friends who wanted to go to the river in the morning. Plus I’d already planned to go with a third. So I got to go with three other people and three other dogs! Then at the river met my friend Clare and her beautiful dog Zoe! Boy if you were feeling sad or tired or sorry for yourself, it couldn’t stand up long in that environment. This picture was taken when we first got to the river. Zoe is the black dog in the back. She’s Clare’s dog. I think Lucy is the black dog with her back toward the camera in the front. Lucy is Lee and Kara and their family’s dog. I’ve had the great good fortune of dog sitting her this week. Mackey is the black dog behind me. Roux is under my right arm. Pat’s beautiful new dog Luna is the black and white one directly in front of me, and their other excellent new friend Lola is the little brown one. They are an outstanding pair.
After we left the river and went home I did a ninety minute “run”, although that is a very flexible use of that verb. I moved forward on my feet under my own power non stop for 90 minutes. And I did not walk every single minute. Next week I’ll pick up the pace a little. This week was about getting it done.
After running I hopped in the shower then Lee and Evelyn and I caught an early show of Harry Potter at the Bowtie. We drove directly to Crossroads for dinner and ice cream. I was the only one who had dinner. They had toasted whole wheat bagels and cream cheese with scallions, and tomatoes that tasted like they’d been picked around five minutes before they sliced them and put them on the bagel. It was absolutely out of this world. The minute I polished off the first one I went back for another. Then finished the meal off with Bev’s Strawberry Basil Sorbet. I could not wipe the smile off my face. There was a fun band playing and lots of fun people. Lots of very, very small children dancing. Non-stop entertaining. Their dances are all like snowflakes, every one is different, every one is perfect. The best thing, especially when the kids are around maybe three years old, is they’re dancing but they just don’t even know they’re dancing. They think about it maybe as much as we think about breathing. They can’t even stop themselves. They hardly take their eyes off the band too, which is also kind of cool. It is very, very refreshing to watch. Refreshing and rejuvenating and restorative. This weekend started out brutal and just got better and better and better.
We all miss Max. It was bad for Max, bad for me, and Mackey and Roux have felt awful. Especially Roux, especially yesterday. She just loves Mackey, but she must have enjoyed Max’s calm presence. And it hasn’t even been three months since we lost Ivory. I didn’t expect her to be this upset but it’s been very obvious. I think she likes having big, confident boys around. But hiking at the river was a tonic for her this morning, just as it is for me. She’s already feeling better. We’ll see what happens.
I can’t properly express my thanks for the support from all of you. It’s better for me than the river, than watching kids dance, better even than eating chocolate. It is a treasure to have friends like mine. I’m looking forward to seeing you all soon!
Have a great week,
Jay and menagerie