Agility Champs - Not!

Last night was the last session of our Agility for Fun 2 class. Dorothy, the instructor, set up a course for us to all run, and we were going to have a little competition. Of course, this turned out to be the night that Bandit would decide to completely not pay any attention to me. The two fastest dogs in the class, Jenny and Lulu, didn't make it to class. So there was only three of us.

We ran the course three times, and he blew me off every time. Meaning that we'd be somewhere in the middle of the course, and he'd go off to sniff something. At one point he actually went off course, grabbed his toy, and started running around the field with it. We managed to actually finish just once, and that involved me going to grab him and get his attention again a couple of times. So our time was pretty slow.

In the end, we finished last. We finished behind a slightly overweight, slow Aussie, and another dog who hadn't taken the first Agility for Fun class. So, quite the achievement in mediocrity. Oh well, we still had fun though. And Bandit still got a little prize, as well as a "Great Effort" ribbon.

There's another class starting up next week, that actually trains for competition agility, but I'm not sure if we're going to take that or not. It'll depend on if I can convince Marc or not. ;)

Random Stuff

I have this horrible pain in my right hip. It started yesterday as I was leaving work. I put weight on my leg, and I got this sharp pain. It's not exactly at my hip, but more where the back of my leg meets my butt. I'd say it's muscular, but it feels deeper than that. Normally it's my left hip that acts up, but my right side was bugging me all last night, and so far it's bugging me this morning.

I told Marc about it last night, and he swears I'm a hypochondriac (I usually have some ache or something I complain about, hehe). I told him that I was wondering if it had anything to do with the extra bone I have in my foot, which a doctor (who I swear was a quack, and also, we weren't sure if it was a man or a woman, but I digress) told me years ago would end up causing me other skeletal/joint problems in the future. I don't really think that's why, but maybe I should see a doctor a some point about it.

Anyways, I don't really think I'm a hypochondriac, but it's entirely possible, since my mom is somewhat of a hypochondriac, and I've definitely inherited some of her personal quirks. Like fighting. I really think my mom likes to fight. I think I've inherited that from her. Sometimes, I really truly like to just pick a fight. Most of the time (okay, all of the time), Marc is my victim. I think my mom and I are drama queens. I like getting all worked up about stuff sometimes, it's cathartic.

Luckily, Marc has learned the "yes dear, sorry dear" mantra quite well. My parents, on the other hand, are both totally incapable of saying, "I'm sorry." I'm kind of that way myself, although I've managed to swallow my pride a few times and apologize. Marc has become the master of apologizing even when you don't mean it. Which is good for us, since it means we usually don't fight for very long. We actually don't fight that much - we bicker, but I can't remember the last time we had a big 'ol argument about something. Oh wait, yes I can. Now I'm mad again.

Haha, anyways, I woke up this morning feeling like crap. I had a horrible headache, and my right side was so sore. I ended up totally oversleeping this morning too, and had to drive in by myself. At one point I was driving behind this flat-bed truck that had like 12 cars on it that had all been squished and were presumably headed for the junkyard. They were all old cars, and I was trying to figure out what they were. It got me thinking about my old Subaru, which I drove during high school, and eventually ended up being donated to charity. It probably ended up just like those cars, all squished and unwanted on some truck headed to the great junkyard in the sky. It made me kinda sad.

I still feel like crap right now, and I'm thinking of leaving work early today, as soon as I finish the work I need to do. We'll see. Right now I'm just hoping my left hip doesn't start acting up, or I'm gonna be totally gimped!