Handling disappointment

     This one is also too late, not because I was procrastinating, but because I was waiting for some hopefully interesting news. 

    I was waiting to talk about Zumi and how her progesteron tests were good and we had gone to do the breeding. But that didn't happen, her progesteron is rising, but not at the speeds that we had thought. In the times before we didn't really keep track, because she was to young to breed anyway. So we just kept her inside for a month and spoiled her rotten. And that was that. So we go back for another test on monday and we'll see where that gets us. Waiting it hard. But there is nothing more we can do at this moment.

     Friends of ours have a litter of puppies. They're about 6 weeks by now and those have cause serious puppyfever around here.

I had also planned to talk about the Iditarod, how, because all our own races have been canelled I would live vicariously through some of my favorite mushers, people who I look up to and have been following for some time. 

    One of those mushers, Aliy Zirkle had announced that this was her last Iditarod and so I had her pecked for the win, because I had done that for the last couple of years. But she had to scratch, because she got hurt on the trail. Which was of course way worse for her than it was for me, but it just shows how things can pile up a little. She is still an amazing woman and I am in awe that she still mushed her dogs into the checkpoint with her injuries. But that wasn't the story I wanted to write about. 

   I just poured myself a cup of tea and am watching the live stream of the Iditarod in a separate window here. And it kind of makes me miss our own races.  

    I think I've talked about this a bit in an earlier post. But this past season (if there had been a season the last race would already have been run by now) would have been the first season that we would've had an entire 6 dog team, able to run. All of our active dogs are younger than 3 and most even younger than 2 years old. 

    We were looking into starting off in the tour distances in our races, which are between the 12 km and the 15 km roughly. Where as the sprint races are between 4- and 7 km. Part of our team would've been too young for some, so maybe it was some kind of blessing to have to wait another year. Funny how writing blogs can sometimes make you see things in another light. 

    But actually the most important thing we were training towards was our trip to Sweden, which would have been in the first two weeks of February. I can only really speak for myself when I say that cancelling that trip took the fight out of my for a bit there. And it took some time to get back to where I am now, slowly building new habits and getting back into old habits. And I've seen the same thing in our training with the dogs. We hit the major landmark we wanted to hit and then we kind of, stopped. 

    But slowly and surely we'll crawl back up, hug the dogs a lot and hopefull have good news about Zumi in the next few weeks, so we can have a little kick in the butt to get us started again. I realize that this blog is not really about handling disappointment, but just about that we keep on going, even though some things happen and we have no say in it. And although it seems like the world has been on hold for a little over a year now, we can't just stop. We need to keep moving forward.