Rested or restless?

The down days are hard days. The days that we don't run, due to a hectic schedule or because the body needs a rest. A scheduled day of no running. Chico certainly doesn't understand them. At a year and a half, he could probably run twenty miles a day and be no worse for wear and tear - but me, at 280 dog years, I need rest. I know this, and yet it's sometimes difficult. I feel guilty for not running. As though I have avoided a responsibility. I am honest with Chico and he is forgiving as long as I throw the ball or frisbee for him. Yesterday was just such a day - thank goodness today isn't! Enjoy the miles.