This has been a bad year already for dogs.
I have a training loop I have ridden for years and never seen a dog. About a week ago some dog behind a fence goes nuts on me but I don't care. F off, Cujo, I call out to him.
Turns out that Cujo had found a hole in the fence and was soon closing in on me at eye level. I sprinted as fast as I could. This was on a Strava segement, and I turned in a Personal Record time.
I would never have gone that fast if it wasn't for the dog.
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Momento mori, amor fati.