I went for a ride with the dog tonight. We take her with us when we ride off-road. She really loves to be out in the forest more than anything else in the world (well, maybe less than chasing the cats, but only marginally). Unfortunately, she isn't very fast or able to run for very long. So rides with her are more like toodles to look at the leaves.
Except when we get to singletrack.
It's the funniest thing. Imagine this....a dog trotting along, tongue hanging down to her knees, head hanging down, barely able to put one foot in front of the other. And then we turn into the next piece of singletrack. She perks up. She raises her head. She picks up her pace, her tongue rolls back into her mouth (well, mostly)....we're moving!
The best, though, is when we come to corners. She corners "like she's on rails". She takes off and gallops around corners, through S-turns, and out the other side! And then she stops, panting, exhausted, and back to her slow, lazy self. We continue, plodding along, until the next exciting piece of singletrack filled with corners.
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