... now if only I could convince myself of that.
Gyp cut her pad at the river on Thursday, I have been pretty upset about it, and haven't written about it until now.
We have our Regional Agility Championships in 3 weeks, which means barely any training, if any, before our event, to give the cut time to heal - I hope it heals with no problems.
I am an 'everything happens for a reason' person, but this is really testing my beliefs. Perhaps this is preventing me from overtraining, maybe this happened instead of something far worse like a permanent injury. Perhaps it is taking the stress away I was having about planning the event, running all of my dogs, wondering how I am going to manage - because right now, that is the last thing on my mind. I feel I am being selfish, and I should be happy it is not worse, but we work so hard to train for this event, and I want to give Gyppie her chance to shine, because she deserves it, she always tries her hardest for me.
I just want a safe, speedy recovery. Gyp is no worse for wear, but we have to keep it clean and wrapped and let the healing happen.
Now if only this sick to my stomach feeling and heavy feeling in my chest would go away. The multiple glasses of red wine, margaritas (thanks Jolayne) , Bud Lite with Lime, have helped to take the edge off, but I am really having a hard time with this. I figure airing this on my blog might make me feel better.