SHARK WEEK!

Dudes.

I felt a little end of summer depression setting in as the Olympics came to a close, but little did I know the best was yet to come. It’s SHARK WEEK.

This is the best thing that’s happened to me in all of my lives. I’ve skipped camp all week so Tank and I could double up our morning training and have plenty of time to rest before our evening viewing marathons.

Shark week has inspired Tank to amp up our training regimen. This week we are focusing on two things: preparation and perseverance. It’s go time.

Tank says that there’s nothing more deadly than false confidence and poor preparation, so our training has been super tight. I almost feel bad for anyone that doesn’t have a Tank to coach them because I bet they don’t know the rules and they’ll probably get harsh penalties from the judges. Oh well, too bad! I’m feeling very prepared and take no prisoners.

check out my mug shot.

Earlier this week our Aunt Kristin and Uncle Pete came over and gave us some programming for training runs. Uncle Pete (I call him Petey Pete) is the track and cross country coach here at UVa and definitely knows a thing or two about running. I’m pretty fast already, but I’m excited to make this machine more efficient!

I’m headed back to camp tomorrow, but I’ll share more soon.

Until then, stay cool my babies.

xxBug

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Tank has crabs.

Dudes, TANK HAS CRABS.

Just kidding, he only has one. His name’s Herman and in the summertime we swim in him..

Dudes! This is Herman.

After Tank’s afternoon sunbath he likes to cool off with Herman and talk about life. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve come home from camp and found them sharing war stories.  Tanks always talking about ‘nam.

I don’t usually spend that much time with Herman myself, but this week I needed a good soak.  I did back to back extended days at camp last week, plus two runs and a lift with Tank. I was spent.

My Uncle Hargraves came to dinner which was awesome, but I almost fell asleep at the table.  I soldiered through the meal  but when it came time to clean up I was down for the count.

too many dishes.

I hope HR doesn’t think I’m deconditioned because tailgating season is starting soon and I’ve got big plans to bring Bug Juice (my new signature cocktail).

I got up early on Friday and filled all the ice cube trays before camp so I had extras for an end of day ice bath.  Herman was super cool about it – I think he enjoyed the temp change.

I went to bed way early on Friday, and by Saturday morning I felt like a new Bug.   Tank decided to stay up late online (he loves the chatrooms) and was a little slow to start in the AM.

Tank has a case of the crabs.

I bug bombed the bed and got Tank rolling in no time.  We had one of the best training weekends to date – more to come tomorrow.

Stay cool my babies,

xx Bug

Training Day #1

Dudes. This is one exhausted Bug reporting back to you after an action packed weekend.

The moms took Tank and I to the play park by our house and Tank ran me through a more dynamic training series.  I’m not gonna lie, it was killer, but I’m confident that his programming is preparing me both physically and mentally for the most demanding of challenges.

Check out our training facility.

Let me tell you, my paws are still screaming from the lateral jumps and wind sprints, but like Tank always tells me, ‘this ain’t disneyland.’

After the physical workout we moved into the mental exercises.  Tank says it’s important for me to push myself and test my mental sharpness after each practice session.  Yesterday our focus was on my reflex and reaction timing.

Tank, do we have insurance?

I drove the tractor while Tank dropped my old babies in my path and I had to dodge them, weaving through the terrain to avoid any casualties.

RIP Mr. Cow, you will be missed.

We took today off so Tank and I just goofed around the park scoping out the scene a little more so we could plan out this weeks training.

Tank thinks he’s 007.

Idaho? No, YOU da hoe.

We’ve got a big week coming up so the rest of the day we just hung out at the house and got some sun.  Sunning is one of Tanks favorite things.  I’ve got to admit, its growing on me.

Tank is WAY tanner than me.

Stay cool my babies.

xx Bug