So I really wanted to post an update tonight after my run about how I conquered that damn hill. I was literally just a few yards away from the top when my lungs gave out. I stood there, gasping for breath and starting to feel that twinge of self-doubt and disappointment when I looked up to see Loki at the top of the hill, huge grin on her face, doing her happy stomp, cheering me along. If I had just a smidge of faith in myself that my dog puts in me, I would be unstoppable.
