Dogs and Technology

I think . . . I think this dog about to have some of the kinks worked out. The sidebar almost looks how I want it, almost says what I want it to say, and the blogosphere should now accept any comments. How ironic that there are so many triathletes online when the best side effect of the triathlete life is forcing one (in the words of Henry David Thoreau) to "Simplify, simplify, simplify." There is no room for excess baggage while you swim, bike, run, eat, sleep and repeat. (Iron Wil wrote a great post on this topic about two weeks ago, and if I were knowledgable enough to link you to it I would.)

On that note, I am posting some tri-life lessons learned from the simplicity of the canine. These are not original to me. They were authored by "anonymous." So I will shamelessly pirate an excerpt from "Lessons I Learned From My Dog." The canine code and the ideal Tri-life are remarkably similar:

Run, romp and play every day.

Don't be afraid to snuggle up to someone you love.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

Never pass up an opportunity to go for a joy ride.

Kisses are good, especially wet ones.

Stop and smell the roses . . . and the dirt, and the grass, and the trees.